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『 uncle five 』
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DELORES HAD SUNDAYS and Tuesdays off. It was very odd and specific days, but she had them off— since those were the days her mother was able to hold the place up by herself.
So, since it was Sunday, Delores had the day off. Ash and Delores decided to go and see a movie since Delores had been dying to see it ever since it was released.
The two had already bought their tickets and were now standing in line for drinks and snacks.
"He either is stalking you, or this is all just a crazy coincidence," Ash said since Delores had just told him that the guy in the suit was back in the café the day before.
Delores crossed her arms over her chest, as she read the illuminated menu, trying to figure out if she wanted stale nachos or popcorn.
"Well, I hope it's just a coincidence," Delores said, glancing over at Ash.
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"Yeah, please don't call me that." Five rolled his eyes at his niece.
"Why not?" Klaus asked as he put on his face mask, scared of the cleanliness of the theater.
"Yeah, why not, Uncle Five?" sixteen-year-old Claire asked, her eyes sarcastically narrowing at him.
Five sent her a glare, as they stood in one of the lines to get a soda or something, "Because I said so."
"You're no fun." Klaus pouted under his facial mask.
Claire then grabbed a box of candy from one of the shelves in the line, "I'm gonna get these, okay?" she asked.
Five rolled his eyes again, "Yeah. Fine. Whatever." he looked up at the old menu that didn't offer coffee.
Klaus offered for Five to pay for the tickets, the drinks, and the ride there— without Five knowing.
Five made the most money out of his family— which wasn't a good thing. He constantly was paying for everyone, he didn't care, but it was the fact that he was their bank account that irritated him.
And it was really fucking expensive for no reason. It was like seven bucks for a small thing of candy.
