NovelEnglishThe guy was decked out in a suit. You couldn't tell what brand it was, but it had that unmistakable vibe of pricey,
understated Italian craftsmanship. He was tall and lean, with his hands casually tucked into his pockets. Under
the moonlight, he looked like he just stepped out of a comic book. His face was strikingly handsome, reminding
Cassie of the masked hero from those cartoons Chloe loved back in the day. And those gold-rimmed glasses?
They framed a pair of narrow yet deep eyes that were fixed on her, giving nothing away. Yet, the longer she
stared, the more familiar he seemed. "Twins! Is that really you?" Cassie blurted out in surprise. Finally, the calm
expression on his face shifted slightly, like a ripple on still water. He gave a slow, easy smile. His voice was warm
and smooth, laced with a hint of fondness: "Long tno see, Kash!" Cassie nearly jumped out of her skin. She
moved closer, circling him before giving him a playful punch on the chest. "No way, you've really cleaned up
nice, looking all sharp. You used to be this scrawny little guy, and now you're towering over me. What have you
been eating?"
Back in the day, Cassie was the neighborhood champ, taking on anyone who dared to challenge her. The twins,
two years her senior, were smaller and skinnier back then, always running their mouths and egging her on. After
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for years.
"I didn't think you'd stop growing while | kept going," he teased with that gentle smile still in place. Cassie's grin
turned into a pout as she let go of his arm, "After all these years, and you're still as cheeky as ever!"
He chuckled, clearly in high spirits. "Thanks for the compliment, Kash." Despite the banter, Cassie was genuinely
thrilled to see her old buddy. They spent hours reminiscing, talking until the first light of dawn peeked over the
horizon.
"Seeing you today has been such a blast. They say true friends are those you meet when times are tough. Who
would've thought we'd still be hanging out after all these years? If only we had sdrinks, I'd love to toast to
old times." His smile was warm, "We've got plenty of tfor that in the future."
"It's been great catching up, but it's getting late. | should catch ssleep."
"Yeah, you should get going."
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"Sounds like a plan."
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"Sure thing."
Cassie started to leave, but then paused, scratching her head. "Uh... which twin are you again? Parker or
Wayne?" Winston looked at her, dumbfounded. "You've been chatting withfor four hours, and you still don't
know who | am?"
Cassie gave him an innocent shrug. "You guys are twins, you look exactly the same. | just remember Wayne has
a mole on his butt, and Parker doesn't. So, do you have a mole or not?"
Winston: "..."
When they were kids, they'd always head down to the creek to splash around and catch fish. Back then, if Cassie
couldn't tell them apart, she'd cheekily check their shorts because one of them had a big birthmark near his
waist. That's how she figured out who was who,
Cassie leaned in, all curious, "So, do you have it or not? Letsee!"
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