TheUmbrellaAcademy

*Grace is sitting next to Five's bed, while he's unconscious, lying down* Allison: Diego, we gotta go. Y/n: Yes, let's GO. *Y/n leaves the room but Allison holds you back* Allison: No. Y/n: what :| Diego: It's too dangerous for you. Y/n: *Scoffs* Oh, please. I survived 45 years holding up with Five's shit about the "apocalypse" Allison: No. You stay here with him. Y/n: Come on! That's NOT fair! *Grace smiles* Grace: Yes, Y/n dear. Stay. Diego: Come on, Allison. *walks out the room*