ELECTRICITY| The Umbrella Academy [EDITING]

01|We Only See Eachother at Weddings and Funerals✔️

Song: I think we're alone now  by Tiffany

Octavia's outfits:

The Prison-

(+light brown leather gloves)

The Umbrella Academy-

(+ black leather gloves)

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The young man sitting across from Octavia hadn't spoken a word for seven minutes, she'd been timing it. He had been staring at her in silence from across the table in an attempt to intimidate her, to no avail.

This wasn't the first time she'd been in this situation, she'd worked in the prison psychiatric ward for years and had possibly seen it all. A particularly harrowing individual was the one which sat before her now who would oftentimes resolve into silence and stare at her darkly. Sometimes it would appear as though the inmate, Joseph, would make progress in his rehabilitation and the warden had almost considered integrating him back into general population but then the man would snap and all progress would be lost in his episodes.

Keeping her composure, Octavia checked her watch to see that it had now been nine minutes and the session was almost over. "We're running low on time, Joseph, you sure you have nothing more to share?" she kept her voice neutral as she spoke as to not provoke him.

"Why do you keep bringing me here doc?" he questioned, his tone filled with malice, "Everyone else here thinks I'm beyond help. Why do you even bother? Leave me to rot in my cell."

Octavia closed the notebook in her lap where she jotted down her notes for his file, "I don't think anybody is beyond help, some just need more than others." She answered, folding her hands in her lap over the notebook.

Joseph scoffed, glaring at her from across the metal table, "you think I'm a nutcase just like very one else around here, don't you?"