Watching as Deiru changed his eyes and hair, Kaden tried adjusting to the look. It was as though he looked different every single day he saw him, it wasn’t a bad thing, actually it spiced things up a bit. Attending to the food, Kaden then began to turn the stove on in order to heat the steaks up, placing them on hot pans and already feeling hot with all of his clothes on while cooking.
It was actually surprising that he was alive right now. Kaden listened to Deiru and creased his brow when he said it was too much of a risk. That was very true, if he didn’t end up dying Deiru would have wished he was the one who was dead.
Glancing at Deiru for a short moment, Kaden glared but still answered his question. “She’s the only family I have left. And she’s my younger sister so yeah, we’re close.” Kaden said as though it wasn’t shocking at all. Siblings always have their fights but they also stick together.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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