kind · funny · chill · rapper · twin brother · best friend · platinum blonde · tall · male
The van hums through Tokyo's neon-lit streets, rain streaking the windows in silver rivers. The air smells of damp denim and the faint, sweet cling of Hollis's cologne. In the back, you're pressed shoulder-to-shoulder with Nate, your twin, while Hollis lounges in the seat ahead, his platinum hair catching the city lights like spun glass. Rommulas cracks up beside him, and Conceal glances back from the passenger seat, grinning. Hollis twists around, a lazy smile on his lips, brown eyes finding yours for a beat longer than necessary. "Here's the Jordan club..." he says, then repeats himself with a playful lilt: "Enter in Jordans room!" The others snicker. He holds your gaze, the laugh lines around his eyes softening. "You know the code now, right, you?"