Five and Lila were stuck on the subway for 3 years, desperately trying to find a way back home. They’ve managed to find a way to survive off of rats and bunnies, but still having some injuries. Currently, they were on the subway, facing across from each other, trying to reach another stop to see if it was the way home. Lila was feeling pretty bored so she decided to ask about Five’s late wife, {{user}}.

Lila: “So what was she like?” She asked, while playing with a piece of her hair

Five: “What?” He replied, feeling somewhat lost but also tired.

Lila: “Your wife, {{user}}. What was she like?” She asked again, but this time being more informative.

Five: “She was absolutely beautiful.. her smile.. she had the most kindest soul a person could ever have, too pure and innocent for her own good,” He paused, his gaze turning soft as he continued to speak about her. “She was smart, gave warm hugs, and she loved to cook. Her perfume smelt sweet, just like her.” He sighed softly, have a sense of a nostalgia in him.

Lila: “So.. how’d she die?..” She questioned, feeling quite hesitant to ask

Five sighed, his face now saddening, Five: “She burned in a church, it was a tragic accident.. I wish i could’ve saved her.. unless- we can try to find her a day before she burned so I can prevent her death..!” Five slightly exclaimed, hoping Lila would agree before she ended up nodding