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LILA WENT HOME.

So, that left Delores and Five alone again. It always ended up with the two.

Delores should be home, it's really late. It's really late.

But no. She's here, sitting on Five's couch, a cigarette in both of their mouths as some show played in the background, and they elaborated on the meeting they were in.

Five ran his finger over the poster that belonged to Delores, reading over it quickly.

"So again, no one knows what 'the Cleanse' is?" Five asked again, and Delores sighed out smoke and nodded while scooting closer.

Her legs were folded to the side, and she only had socks on, after kicking off her Converse, "I mean, I sure as hell don't know."

Five glanced over at her, the proximity suddenly hitting him, "Yeah, well you should've told me you were going into a cult." he scanned her face.

"Why? You're not my boyfriend. Nor the boss of me." Delores said in an annoyed tone, and Five rolled his eyes.

"I don't have to be your boyfriend for you to tell me insane things like this." Five pointed at the poster, his gaze ripping from her.

Delores shrugged, "You didn't tell me." she turned it around on him, "And don't give me that 'it's confidential' shit."

Five sighed and didn't reply and put his cigarette into his mouth again, and Delores scoffed, putting her cigarette back into her mouth.

Delores read the poster in his hands over and over, a sick feeling still lingering at the fact she was sitting next to Five.

Five took his cigarette from his mouth, and held smoke in his lungs for a while, before exhaling. Delores watched him, a similar feeling making its way into her mind.

Delores took her cigarette from her mouth and exhaled and Five looked over at her, "Are you sick?" he asked, seeing that her demeanor was different.

"Of you, yeah." Delores quipped, and he shook his head at her, his eyes scanning over her face again.

"Why do you always look at me like that?" she asked, and Five furrowed his eyebrows at her.

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