𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐒𝐄 - umbrella academy-b.h

𝐯𝐢𝐢. 𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐟𝐟

▶️kryptonite - 3 doors down

"i really don't mind what happens now and thenas long as you'll be my friend at the end
if i go crazy, then will you still call me superman?if i'm alive and well, will you be there and holding my hand?"

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SO NATURALLY, THEIR IDEA HADN'T BEEN EXECUTED VERY WELL BECAUSE ONE OF THEM ENDED UP IN HANDCUFFS AND THE OTHER HIT BY A CAR. Luther was supposedly finished with Five because he managed to run to the two idiots before they could be incarcerated. The whole walk back to the Academy was just him scolding the two on stealing and not taking anything seriously as the two munched on the snacks they had acquired.
It reminded her of rehab- when the two, Otis and Connie would try and sneak out to see the city shrouded in darkness before sunrise. It always comprised of Sammie and Klaus doing dumb shit like running into the street or screaming from the tops of building. Connie was always the one to settle the two, scold them if they almost get hit by cars or educate them about why they shouldn't  smoke something they found on the ground, ridden with rain-water. And Otis... was Otis. He tried to be like Klaus and Samara, willingly jumping on and off shit, climbing walls, petty theft. But because Otis was Otis, he never really became part of their little duo.

There was one point on their stroll Klaus had offered the girl one of his pork scratchings only for her to return a pointed look, glaring between the bag and his face before it hit him. "Oh shit, sorry, yeah, you're a vegetable," he laughed to himself, retracting the bag as he popped another scratching into his mouth. "I mean in any context that is so wrong," she pondered, now turning her attention to Luther who had the most devious scowl on his face, completely unbothered by her and Klaus.

Ben had been walking behind them again, hanging on their every word just waiting for a moment to put in a snarky ass comment to humiliate his brother. He then voiced up upon Klaus' comment, "Dude, she can't eat pork," he spoke with his hand out as if it had been obvious- it was, but Klaus had raised his hand, his mouth full so when he spoke nothing came out coherently "She can't do weed either," he pointed out- it was a fair accusation in her eyes, so she didn't comment on it but she couldn't really help that she was thrown out onto the streets as a kid and she got hooked on it, thinking it was the thyme her grandfather would use when she was a toddler.

Klaus had been particularly snarky ever since the van incident so he was pretty partial to sharing his opinion on everything- "You know Ben, when you stop riding her dick maybe I'll listen but because I don't see that happening anytime soon, so you can go back to your void now. Bye bitch," Klaus blanked his brother, snapping his fingers sassily as Ben sighed, inhaling the amalgamation of Samara's sultry perfume and the general wet odor rising from the ground.

After trekking across the other side of town back to the Academy, the four had entered the gated house, less than pleased to be there. Some wandering and some striding through the mahogany instilled walls, painting all corners of their vision in a dim brown. The silence among them was booming, stentorian even. She could hear everyone's heart pumping and every internal bodily function as loud as thunder.

Samara hadn't seen Diego in like two days, it was a bit foreign to her- she's seemingly spent more time with Luther than the man she's literally living with so when she saw him, she broke out into a little jog, not hesitating when he stood with his arms wide.
It was then she remembered that Diego had been incarcerated and she was actually on her way to bail him out but instead she ended up playing Five's mother, attacking a man and thieving from a corner shop. "Shit, Diego," she breathed out, sorrowful, completely forgetting about the man. The man just laughed a bit, walking to Samara to wrap his arms around her. Over his shoulder, Sammie discerned Klaus thrusting his pelvis into the air, clearly deriding her which caused some looks of concern, realisation and disgust to pass around the room.  "You okay? I haven't seen you in a while" he breathed a laugh, looking her up and down for injuries, his hands still firmly yet gently placed on her arms.  The girl could only smile, reminiscing for a moment.