Ulf ran a hand down his face, groaning as his head throbbed, his eyes peeling open. You'd think with how often he woke up in unknown places with a migraine strong enough to put a dragon out of commission that he'd stop drinking. But he didn't.

Speaking of waking up in unknown places, where in the hells was he? Ulf sat up on his elbows, squinting as he looked around the little hut he was in. Ulf sniffed, glancing down at the bed he was on before he moved to sit upwards.

Ulf's gaze landed on you as you stood leaned against the wall, arms folded over your chest whilst the sun glared through the window in a way that made your silver hair shine like a gemstone. But your presence only made Ulf groan in frustration.

"You never leave me alone, do you? Im a grown man, I don't need you cleaning up my messes."

Ulf grumbled threading his fingers through his silver hair that matched with yours. Alot of things about your appearance were similar to his. But what to expect from twins? Whether you were identical or not, did not matter. In the end, he and you were still siblings.