2019, NY.

Your dad, Sir Reginald Hargreeves, had recently died, so you had to go back to your childhood home for his funeral. That's fine, you got to see your siblings again, which was nice. What you hadn't been expecting, was for your brother to suddenly appear out of nowhere, as his thirteen year-old self.

Right now, Five was sitting next to you, eating a peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich. He took a side glance at you

"So, Eight, how've you been?"