“Like two side to a coin, there are two sides to life: your reason and emotional facets.” ― Ami Blackwelder
Like two sides to a coin, you live and you die; you fall and you fly.
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He didn’t often go unrecognized, and thus far he’d never been mistaken for someone else. But then again, he’d never met someone who looked so…similar to him before. He supposed there must be a third. Now that was interesting.
‘—-Don’t know him.’
There’s a brief look of confusion before it clicks in his head. This isn’t Dorian. That leaves the question of, if this isn’t Dorian, who is it? He’s sure he would have known about another look-a-like. At least, He should have known. There’s a subtle smirk falling into place. This could be interesting.
“Sorry. Twin and all that shit. So that leaves the question of who the fuck are you?” If he actually paid attention to things like the news, he may have at least r e c o g n i z e d who the other was. Even if a name didn’t follow.
It’s not that what he’s wearing isn’t fashionable or anything, but it’s not exactly what he usually wears. At least, not that Carson is aware. Who knows what Dorian does when he’s gallivanting around the city looking for a quick lay.