SAD BEAUTIFUL TRAGIC| F.HARGREEVES

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Five had led the two to a library not far from the academy itself. They had found a nice quiet spot at the top where they figured no one would come and disrupt them.

"So what exactly are we researching?" Ophelia asked as she plopped herself down on a pillow that had been left behind.

"Honestly, no idea" Five said, he was searching the library shelves for anything even remotely connected to the situation they were in at the moment and piled them all one after the other on top of each other.

Eventually, he sat down next to Ophelia and opened one of the books. "Alice in wonderland?" Ophelia asked taking the next book from the pile.

"Well you never really know" Five shrugged. His eyes then went wide and he reached for the green bag and placed it on his lap.

He pulled out Delores gently and placed her between himself and Ophelia muttering a small sorry before putting the bag back down. When it hit the floor, a clinking sound was heard making Ophelia get suspicious.

She reached over and took the bag while Five was indulged in his book and unzipped it revealing a bottle of vodka. She let out a sigh before picking it up and holding it with raised eyebrows looking at the boy.

"That... is plan b" he pointed with a cheeky smile on his face.

"Your mind works in a mysterious way" Ophelia shook her head.

"Have you ever drank alcohol before?" Five turned his attention from his book over to her who smiled thinking his question was ridiculous.

"Five I grew up- well technically I've lived with Reginald Hargreeves my whole life, you think he was going around sneaking shots to me once I turned 21- oh and I was technically already 21 when I started the academy" Ophelia rambled while Five just watched her.

"Right... You wanna drink?"

"Five Hargreeves your not... giving up are you?" Ophelia asked cocking an eyebrow at him.

"No we'll call it, an intermission" He shrugged taking the bottle from her hands. She laughed slightly, watching his face screw up after every swallow.

He brought the bottle down and handed it to Ophelia who had a nervous smile on her face. "Is it really that bad?" she asked.

"You want me to lie?" Five said raising an eyebrow.

"Nah you know what, I'm good" she sighed before taking a big drink from the bottle. Five clapped his hands quietly as she set the bottle down, "Oh my god"

"Yeah it's nasty but it gets the job done" Five states picking up the bottle again.

They then picked their books back up and read between swigs until they could no longer focus on the words, "Woah Five the numbers are floating. Ophelia lay on the floor hands in the air looking at imaginary words on the ceiling.

"You mean words?" Five asked as his head rocked from side to side.

She gasped and turned to look at him, "I think I do" she stated letting a laugh escapee from her lips.