The Times We've Had

The Frankel Footage

3rd person~

Five approaches a run down building.

He looks confused but walks down the alleyway to find a way in.

Eventually he stops and sees the melted wire fence and knows this is the right place.

He decides to skip the fence and just blink his way into the premises.

He walks around and find the entrance.

Locked.

Five blinks into the building.

The first floor.

It looks to be an old shop.

He walks up some stairs to a door.

He exhales and knocks.

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Liana ~

I hear a knock at my door.

It's the middle of the night, who the fuck could be here.

And in the building.

I grab a small knife I keep on my nightstand.

I approach the door with my eyes narrowed and brows furrowed.

I open the door.

It's... Five?

Standing right in front of me.

Still in the academy uniform.

"Five?" I say lowering my knife.

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3rd person~

Five is staring at Liana's very new look.

Not to mention she's in a tanktop and 1960s underwear.

Liana is simply staring in shock.

"You're alive." She says with wide eyes before scoffing with an angry smile turning to walk away.

"Piece of shit." She mutters as she places the knife onto the table.

"Wha- Liana?" Five says confused.

"The 60's, Five?" She raises her voice as she turns swiftly walking up to him.

He's taken aback a little as she angrily looks up at him.

"Do you know how much bullshit I have to deal with in this place?"

"You've always known how much i despise the 60's.. and then you drop me right in the middle of it." She sharply jabs his chest with her finger and walks away pacing the room slightly.

"Well I didn't really have time to browse the brochure before I opened the portal." Five replies scoffing slightly.

"I know you didn't." She stops and turns to walk back over to him.