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『 say cheese 』
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EMPTY FEELINGS BORED holes in Delores as she stood on the side of the road with all of the Hargreeves, while Five was on the phone with the CIA to update them on the whereabouts of Sy and Jennifer.
They were parked not too far from a small town, while snow clung to the ground. Delores's nose and cheeks were lightly dusted with red due to the temperature outside.
Five hung up the phone, and stepped out of the telephone booth, "No Sy Grossman listed. No Jennifer Grossman either." he sighed, looking around at his siblings.
Everyone sighed in defeat, and Delores stuck her hands in the back pockets of her jeans.
"Well, we'll have a look around. If she's here, we'll find her." Allison said, her hands in her long blue coat.
"This is why you do recon, assholes." Ben scoffed at the mustered-up plan.
"Recon?" Viktor asked, looking over at Ben with an annoyed look, "Why are you saying 'recon'? We're not the A-team."
"Oh, really?" Ben asked, his eyes still puffy, "Shit. You fooled me." he scoffed again.
"Hey," Diego spoke up, "At least we still have a team," he said, putting his hands on his hips.
"Ouch." Delores said, "Low blow, Diego." she winced at the words— since all of Ben's family was dead.
Technically Delores's was the last of the Sparrows, along with Ben.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Ben said in a hostile tone, and then Diego pulled on the collar of his jacket.
"Okay!" Luther spoke up in an enthusiastic tone, "Look over here!" he then pointed a small camera at the group, lifting it to his eyes, "And smile!"
"What?"
"No."
"Ugh."
Diego pulled Ben, and put a hand on his shoulder, while Ben tilted his head and sarcastically smiled at the camera. Lila covered her burning eyes, as Viktor rubbed his head. Allison and Klaus just stood, not really paying attention to the camera.
