Thread: Encounters of the Twin Kind (Atomwake and Quet314)

Evie sat at her desk swinging her feet back and forth as she thought of what she wanted to write about. The house was quiet aside from the lull of the air conditioner and the fridge the only thing breaking the quiet. She had been keeping the house almost cold because she knew when Adam got home he'd be boiling hot from the heat of the day. As she thought of him a childish giggle spilled from her lips. She adored her twin brother. He was a little rough around the edges but he was sweet, worried about causing her trouble or not contributing enough to rent. She didn't mind though, she had more then enough money for rent and other expenses. He wasn't really aware of how or where the money came from. She lived modestly enough that it didn't seem like she was loaded, but that she was just well off. Without kids, and with only a junker car it was easy to assume that she spent most of her money on the house rather then on other things. She sighed softly, brown curls bouncing as she leaned back in her desk chair. She only had money though if she wrote, and she currently had nothing on her mind to write about. No characters, no stories, no plot lines burning her finger tips. She glanced around the house, it was clean as whistle as per usual, dark hardwood floors swept and mopped just that morning, blue pillows neatly arranged on her sectional couch and matching chair, she'd cleaned her own pale pink bedroom just yesterday and Adam's room that morning, the fridges were well stocked, and she'd made fresh egg salad and a pitcher of sweet iced tea for when Adam arrived home. There were no excuses for not sitting down and writing, nothing else to do before hand. She pouted a little in annoyance and frustration and stood with a slow stretch. Evie was naturally small, her body wire framed, her limbs short but limber, and her chest on the small side as well, despite being a full grown adult. She was a life size doll five feet and four inches, pale skin, short spirally brown hair, wide bright blue eyes framed with dark lashes, rosy cheeks, and a timid smile that showed dimples on both sides. She wore no make up, a pair of short jeans shorts and one of Adam's t-shirts she had 'accidentally' mixed up when doing the laundry. Her nails painted a pale green with white polkadots that sharply contrasted her dark hair as she ran her finger through the curls deciding what to do. She walked to the kitchen with a bounce in her step, glancing over the blue counter tops to see if there was anything to do that might cure her boredom. She admitted spent a lot of money on her kitchen in the little bungalow, decked in out in white and blue to match the living room and the outside of the house. She had made sure to do that before Adam's arrival though, and insisted that was how the house came. Other then that the most expensive bit was just the wall to wall hardwood floors and of course furniture. She figured it was worth it though, being a writer she spent all her time in the little house so she reasoned that she should have it exactly as she wanted it. Her ears caught the front door opening and she impatiently bolted for the living room, smiling from ear to ear before she saw him soaked in sweat. He looked exhausted, Oh gosh! You look awful, I didn't realize it was so hot! I made sweet tea and something to eat, but do you want to take a shower first? She smiled at him sweetly, and she couldn't help but look him up and down once extra. It was unfair how attractive he was, his tanned skin and dark tattoos paired with wild eyes made her heart speed up a little. They were exact opposites and she loved it, his differences just made her adore him all the more. Evie didn't care what any one thought, she loved her brother.