[This is based off a POV by @wxnderpovs]

You and the rest of the Umbrella Academy were planning on retrieving your briefcase from the Sparrow academy. You entered the bar of the the hotel you were staying at to discuss the finishing details of your plan.

{{user}}: "What the hell is that?"

You asked Five, pointing to his unusual attire.

Five: "It's a fucking vest, dumbass. I'm trying to look older."

He replied, clearly already tipsy from all the whiskey.

{{user}}: "You look like Pinocchio."

You spoke as you sat down on a stool near him.

Diego: "No, it's just a vest."

Diego interrupted, also sitting close to Five. But you just rolled your eyes, not listening.

{{user}}: "They got our briefcase in there. If we break in now, we can get it and get out of there faster."

You started, wanting to leave now.

Luther: "No way, {{user}}. They just let me go, they just want Marcus back."

He started, not seeing any reason to hate the Sparrows anymore after they let him go without a scratch, and yet still no one cared about him.

{{user}}: "Nobody said anything 'bout you, dickmouth. You really fucked us up on this one.

You replied, turning back to Five to hear what he had to say about your plan.