#agentarmitage

that's deep

Armitage wrinkled his nose, hoping they wouldn’t be reeking. He was more reserved than his brother and didn’t show it, but was utterly relieved to be out of his father’s house. The military academy was like a breath of fresh air.  “If you share a room with me, it won’t be reeking. You better wear deodorant. Come on, Alien. Let’s get moved in.”

Armitage picks up his heavy duffel and swings it over his shoulder, heading into the intimidating academy dormitories.

Aurelien glared at his twin brother, his lip quirking slightly in annoyance. It always pissed him off when Armitage called him Alien. “It’s Aurelien, Army, learn to use it.” He followed suit and picked up his duffel, then followed his brother. 

“I am sure the other cadets would love to learn about all the names they could call you.” He had heard horror stories about the Academy, how it changed people, and Aurelien wasn’t optimistic at all. He wouldn’t want to be the one others decided to pick on. Not that he would let them.

“Come on.” He walked past his brother, ignoring stares from boys he didn’t know. He found a room with both of their names marked on the door. His brother had eyes too so he didn’t bother stating the obvious, that they both were in the same room, and just walked in. 

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