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Vanya and Five were the last ones to get a place of their own. Allison rumored hotels or cheap places to lay low at first, but Allison managed to get up the ladder fast and got her own house.
The family lived in it for a month before Klaus and Diego decided to move into their own apartment close to their new jobs they’d gotten. They call it their bachelor pad, well, Diego does. Klaus is just happy to be there.
Five was legally, despite the government knowing he was consciously 58, 13, so he needed to live with one of his siblings. When Vanya moved out two months later, Five decided he was going with her. Well, it was Vanya asking him to move in with her. How could he say no?
They had gotten closer since they’d all returned to 2019. Five had been able to get to know all of his siblings more. Vanya was the first he’d open up to when he first made it back from the Apocalypse, she didn’t understand it at first but she always listened to him anyway.
They didn’t have much to bring to their new apartment. It was certainly nicer than Vanya’s old apartment. Allison let them keep the beds they had from her house. Vanya had enough to get a couch for their living room and they bought a folding table for the dining room. It was kind of funny to look at, but Five was happy to have a space with less people in it.
“Here it is, Five. Your very own room.” Vanya had pointed it out when taking the ‘grand tour’.
The walls in the apartment were a light gray. It was more lively than white, Five was somewhat a fan. His room was basic. It didn’t have tildes ceilings or two tone wall or bricks. It didn’t have any design or special color for the walls.
It felt as blank as he felt, if we were being honest.
Once the apocalypse was over, he was stripped of his whole identity and life. 45 years, lost, and alone. Trying to find his way out of the apocalypse. Gathering every science book he saw, he’d managed to find some of the library standing enough to have been spared the end. Written, studied, created ideas or mathematical problems that would bring him home.
If he were taking a break from it to relax? He was living his new life with a mannequin.
So yeah, he didn’t have a lot of a personality without those things if he were being honest. Once everyone settled into 2019, Five’s time was spent getting his siblings lives together, and not focusing on himself at all.
Standing in his room after they moved in was a surreal feeling. This whole space was his, he’d not have space like that since he was a child. This time he’d get to decorate it how he wanted. Things don’t just end up wherever they land and he never gets to choose or change it.
He’d taken probably half an hour to think of where he wanted his bed and dresser. That’s all he really needed so that’s all he had. He didn’t have many clothes yet though, but this was his life now. He’d get clothes, he’d get things to put in his room. He wasn’t sure what yet. He should get a bookcase and start with books, that was the only thing he knew he liked.