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Godfrey tilted his head back and forth, rattling the idea of not being in the city around in his head. “Quiet usually freaks me out, but we could probably do it if I’m fucked up enough.” Pulling out his phone, he carelessly tossed it over to his new companion. “Put your number in there, I’ll hit you up. Not enough good friends in the city and you seem pretty fuckin’ respectable. A little funny too. Just you and the mic and lookin’ into your whole ass self ‘cause your doppleganger’s right the fuck there too,” Godfrey snorted. “He’s into that whole thing too? You guys like…Twin-twins?”
Adrian caught the phone, glad he only fumbled for a second to prevent it from falling directly into a gutter. There wasn’t a lock on it, and Adrian couldn’t tell if that surprised him or not. He keyed his number in as Twitch spoke, letting out an amused huff. “Yep, identical down to the freckle. I was born first, though, and am the only reason we don’t look a hundred percent identical all the time.” If it was up to Darcy they’d probably always be matching, but Adrian liked to do his own thing and they rarely got into fights about it. Adrian handed the phone back, finishing his cig before flicking it away into the gutter. “Where you headed tonight?”











