EUNOIA ━ diego hargreeves

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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

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LUTHER SIGHED, and a piece of egg fell out of his mouth at the action. Freya scrunched her nose in disgust and turned away, pretending not to notice how he was staring into his bowl like someone killed his grandma. The room fell silent as they waited for him to speak. "Can one of you guys get Allison then?"

Diego leaned forward, his eyes sparkling mischievously, and his arm brushed hers. Freya jumped back, not expecting the sudden contact, and banged her head against the wall. She received weird looks from the three of them, before Diego averted his attention back to Luther. "Are you two still a thing?"

"Are you two?" Luther asked sharply,

"Mind your business," she snapped, and at the same time, Diego said, "that's none of your concern."

Luther's eyes darted between them, before he hung his head. "No. She's married."

"Married?!" Freya repeated in shock.

"Woah, dude. That's rough."

"Shut up," Freya smacked his arm as Luther's face fell. "I'm sure he knows that already. Don't remind him."

"You're always bossing me around," Diego accused, crossing his arms like a child. "It's annoying. I'm not a child."

"That's entirely incorrect," Freya argued. "You're literally a six foot toddler."

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"I don't like being told what to do."

"Aw," she fake cooed at him, before her face grew deadly serious. "Boo-hoo Princess."

They both sprang apart from each other when Five loudly placed his mug onto the counter. "You two fight like an old married couple," he stated. "I'll get Allison. Can you get Vanya without uh, squeezing her to death?"

Freya laughed loudly. "Sick burn."

Luther scowled at them. "I'll try."

"Wait I—" Elliot started, but Five teleported out of the room, and his shoulders sagged in defeat. "What should I do?"

Diego grinned devilishly. "Prepare for company."

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"Vanya!" Freya yelled, grinning from ear to ear as the timid girl stepped inside the room. She went to greet her, but she looked entirely confused by her presence. "What? What's that look for?"

"She doesn't remember anything," Luther informed, shutting the door behind him. "Nothing before a month ago."

"Well that's total bullshit," Freya muttered. "So you don't remember the giant elephant we illegally spray-painted on the sidewalk when we were thirteen?"

"It was a giraffe," Vanya corrected, and her face lit up in surprise. "I have no idea how I know that."

"Huh," Freya eyed her warily. "Elliot is raving about jell-o if you want it."

"Who's Elliot?" Vanya asked.

"A nutcase," Freya answered, leading them up the stairs. "But he's pretty funny so I let it slide."

Elliot was still rambling on about the Jell-O he made when they got into the living room, and Freya almost laughed at Diego's expression, which was a mix between bored and annoyed. "If I have some will you shut up?"