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((Alright))
"I…I don't know. You," Bridge responded, opening his eyes with a small smile.
((Alright))
"I…I don't know. You," Bridge responded, opening his eyes with a small smile.
Wolf smiled and kissed Bridge's forehead, then groaned and rolled onto his back, arm draped over his eyes. "We really should be getting up. At this rate, if we don't get up now, it'll be noon in no time."
"I know," Bridge said with a small sigh, sitting up and running a hand through his white, messy hair.
Wolf sat up as well and ran his hands through his hair, attempting to get some semblance of neatness, but really just making the mess look like a different messy. He thought about how he'd track down and contact his elusive twin, but smiled when he thought about how he'd make her be the one to cook lunch.
Bridge eventually hopped off the bed, looking over at Wolf and walking into the living room. "Do you…do you know where she is?"
"She's like a ghost when she wants to be, but she also has her ways of knowing when she's being sought after," Wolf said with a shrug, getting up and following Bridge after quickly changing into a sweatshirt and sweatpants. "To answer your question in a non-cryptic way, no. No, I don't."
"Oh." Bridge blinked for a moment, putting on a thin, cotton zip-up jacket. "Do you…do you know how to find her?"
"Uhhh…" Wolf rubbed the back of his neck as he leaned against the wall. "Also no. I guess it's more like she'll find me. She's the sneaky but super smart type."
"Okay." Bridge looked around, eyeing the window carefully for a couple moments. "Do…do we leave?"
Wolf blinked in mild surprise. "You want to go?" He had just expected Bridge wanted to stay behind while Wolf went out in search of his twin, but he honestly wouldn't mind the company.
"I mean…yeah. Kind of," Bridge admitted, deciding not to explain the reason why he hated being alone.
Wolf nodded and came up to Bridge, wrapping his arms around the other boy in a tender hug and planting a kiss on the top of his head. "Alright, then let's go find my ghostly sister."
Bridge smiled softly, reaching up to kiss him quickly before nodding and stepping towards the door.
Wolf smiled when Bridge kissed him. He grabbed the apartment keys and opened the door for Bridge, motioning for him to go ahead.
Bridge stepped out into the hallway, going down the stairs until he reached the main doors. He opened it carefully, looking out into the street for a couple moments before walking out. The street was empty save for a couple of dogs that scattered as soon as Bridge went out, and the sun shone brightly on everything despite a chilly breeze.
Wolf looked around the empty street, making sure to keep close to Bridge as he did so. "Well, at least it'll be easy to spot a cloud of dark curls in this wasteland," Wolf said.
Bridge smiled a little, walking close to Wolf down the sidewalk and eventually into an alley, where it would be easier to stay out of sight from…anything bad. "I…how far away would she be?"
Wolf scrunched up his face and looked around, acting as if he could telepathically locate his twin. "Hard to tell, but she can't be too far. We usually run into each other without meaning to when out and about."
"Oh. Okay," Bridge responded, light filtered through the grids of fire escapes occasionally landing on his face, although it was mostly only shadows caused by the tall buildings as they walked.
They didn't have to wander too far. Wolf looked up when a strange shadow fell over them, and he smiled when he saw the familiar outline of his twin. He lightly nudged Bridge and pointed up at the girl sitting on the edge of a building, seemingly unaware of the two boys beneath her. The girl had on a raggedy cloak with the hood pulled over her face, a black long-sleeved shirt, gloves pulled over her slim fingers, black skinny jeans, and black knee-high boots with flat soles. Besides her face, not an inch of skin was showing—and even then, her face was hidden beneath the heavy shadows of her hood.
Bridge looked up, tilting his head and smiling a little bit. That had to be Wolf's twin, he knew. He wasn't sure what to do - should he call out, move, or stay silent?
Wolf didn't say anything, but he did bend down to scoop up a small rock that he found. He smirked and stuck out his tongue, aiming, then threw the rock at the girl.
She didn't even need to look as her hand shot out and caught the rock before it could hit her. "Better luck next time," she said, pushing her hood back and looking down at them with a matching smirk. Just like Wolf's, her eyes were two different colors. However, they were the reverse of Wolf's. Her hair was a mass of untamable dark curls spilling over her shoulders, down her arms, and in her face. Next to her right eye (their left), which was blue, there was a light patch of red—burn marks.
Bridge pressed his lips together, unsure. She seemed like she could do the both of them some harm very easily, but she was Wolf's sister, so she had to be okay.
Wolf stuck his tongue out, sliding his hand into Bridge's and gently tugging him back. Once she had enough room, she slid off the ledge and landed in a neat crouch in front of them, straightening and shaking out her legs. She looked Bridge over with a sweep of her eyes, then held out a friendly hand to shake. "I'm Cinthia, the older and better twin of that idiot," she said, jerking her chin in Wolf's direction. He playfully scowled at her and let go of Bridge's hand.
Bridge smiled a little, shaking Cinthia's hand. "I'm…I'm Bridge."
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