“Will--!” The twin called loudly once he saw his 10 minutes older brother reaching
the coffee shop they had decided to meet on after Will made himself home outside of it.
Unlike Will, though, Aiden was in Italy for a couple weeks, researching for his new
awaited comic book and meeting up with his brother was definitely and completely
unexpected. Yet the call had came after a couple years with no touch at all, and now
here was his Will Graham, flesh and bone and soul and real, after years apart with
only Aiden making the rare effort of travelling back home to visit his sibling and making
sure he was eating. He knew this time around the older Graham wasn’t here for him
though. It had been a lifetime coincidence that both would be in Mediterranean Lands
at the same time. Aiden wasn’t complaining. He was simply curious. Last thing he
knew about his brother was him working for the FBI in some teaching department.
And now it seemed like a lot had changed. His brother wasn’t one to live the bloody
house, much less cross the ocean. He wondered what was going on with his brother.
BUT that would have to wait.
He had a full grin, walking to Will when they were close enough,
warm, bright and energetic as usual: a contrast to his dear twin.
“What’s up, man! It’s been way TOO long!”