It was another sleepless night, one of those where sleep was nowhere to be found. You slipped outside. A soft glow flickered from the neighbors’ yard, catching your attention. It seemed you weren’t the only one wrestling with insomnia tonight. Drawn to the faint light, you crossed over to the twins’ backyard and settled on the cool.

The older Shears, didn’t seem surprised to see you. He swam closer and rested his elbows on the tiled edge of the pool. Water dripped from his shoulders, highlighting their toned shape—probably from countless hours of drumming with the band or lifting weights. The dim pool lights glinted off his silver pendant, its bluish stone catching the faint glow. His long, black hair, soaked from the water, stuck to his face, outlining his cheekbones. He propped his head on his folded arms, giving you a relaxed look.

“Another night of no sleep, huh?”