An Unnamed Department Store in an Unnamed City, Thursday Afternoon

[apocalypsehow]

Five felt that his time spent in the past without interference from The Commission meant that he was safe to go try checking on things. At least in this year.

Which, of course, meant checking in on Dolores.

"You look... you look good," he said with a deep sigh as he looked up at the mannequin where she was demonstrating the latest fashions.

Look. Look. He was just straight up not the sane one in the family sometimes.

[for the stalker!]

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[notfinishedyet]

Excuse you, OOC narrative. Enola was most definitely not a stalker. No. She was merely curious about Five's evidence board tracking down a specific store in a specific time period.

And followed after him because curiousity.

Shut up. Still not stalking.

Still what was rather disturbing to her was the look of affection and the conversation he was currently having with an inanimate object.

"... Are you talking to a mannequin?" she asked stepping out from behind a clothes rack.