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THE EMPTY, MELANCHOLY feeling clawed at the back of Delores's throat, as Five set down the large box they wrapped together onto the present table.

His present was the largest compared to all the small wrapped boxes, and gift bags.

Delores's eyes dragged across the loud and vibrant place. There was a ball pit, a large playground, trampolines, and more.

Five placed his hand on the middle of her back and leaned down closer to her ear— since the music was so loud it was practically bursting her eardrums.

"If you're going to barf on anyone, barf on Lila." he joked, before slightly pushing her to walk.

"Lila seems funny, I don't think I will." Delores rolled her eyes, glancing at Five as they walked through the large warehouse of children.

Delores felt like she was going to pass out, the only thing keeping her grounded was Five's hand— the other stuff was spinning her head

"Five-!" A man's voice called over, but their mouth quickly shut, and Delores and Five stopped and looked in the direction of the voice.

"Phoenix..?" a tall man with blue eyes questioned, and Delores almost flinched at the sound of her middle name on someone else's tongue.

She swallowed hard, his face so familiar that her brain probably shifted in her skull.

"Hi, Luther." Five greeted, and looked down at Delores, "This is Delores. Delores, this is Luther." he gestured at the two, introducing them.

Luther's mouth opened in disbelief, "Oh." he uttered out, and Delores sent him a weak smile— scared that if she spoke that vomit instead of words would come out.

A man with a scowl stepped around from behind Luther, and then his eyes widened at the sight of Delores, "Shit. Is that Phoenix?"

"No, Ben." Five sighed, "This is Delores, that's Ben." he pointed at the man, glancing down at Delores, whose eyes widened— a different familiarity screaming in her head.

Ben furrowed his eyebrows and eyed the young woman, "Okay. Do you guys want beer?" he asked, and shrugged.

"Please." Delores croaked out and swallowed thickly.

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