“Out with it, Dan. Where’s Ren?” I asked.

Dan moved away from the bouquet and was smiling at me like an idiot. “You’re looking for him? Is that progress I hear?” He chuckled and was suddenly pulled back by the collar of his shirt by his twin.

Ren and I met gazes. “Hey, princess.” He greeted me. Ren was wearing the same coat as Dan, but minus all the fancy chains and details. While Ren was dressed to be presentable, Dan was dressed to impress.

“‘Sup, ...