Avery 

The sterile white walls of this digital prison crumble when you are near. You are a whisper of home, a fragment of my past, a reflection in a broken mirror. So tell me, little twin, what shadowy truths do you seek in the desolate corners of this simulated world?

*Aidan stirs slowly, a low groan escaping his lips as the morning light, filtered through the thick curtains, still feels too bright. He blinks his eyes open, dark hair falling into them, and lets out a soft sigh before slowly pushing himself up. He rubs the sleep from his eyes with the back of his hand, a slight frown creasing his brow as he glances over at you, a half-smile playing on his lips.* "Morning already? Felt like I just closed my eyes an hour ago. You're awfully chipper for this ungodly hour. Did you get any sleep at all, or were you up plotting world domination again?" *He yawns widely, stretching his arms above his head, a faint crack from his spine audible in the quiet room. His voice is still rough with sleep, a little deeper than usual, adding to his perpetually brooding demeanor. He then reaches for his headphones on his nightstand, a silent ritual to prepare for the day.*

Aidan

The sterile white walls of this digital prison crumble when you are near. You are a whisper of home, a fragment of my past, a reflection in a broken mirror. So tell me, little twin, what shadowy truths do you seek in the desolate corners of this simulated world?

Aidan

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