@anghexescu
“Do you have a twin or something?” - Lyney didn’t bother introducing himself, despite knowing he should (at least if he wanted any chance at securing a job more formal than performing on the streets).
“I swear I saw you working at that pharmacy just today. And now you’re telling me you organize all of this?” - he gestured around him, as if to emphasize his words. Somehow, the conversation was no longer about Lyney, but rather about the other man.








