Page 27 of Demon Apathy: Sunderverse

He was about to say something else, but the waitress came back with our food, which smelled heavenly. The only problem was that the serving was tiny and looked more like a piece of art than anything a hungry person would eat. With a sigh, I shrugged and dug in. The pancakes practically melted in my mouth, exploding with flavor. I almost moaned and decided the restaurant probably employed a Skew chef.

Drevan was stabbing his eggs Benedict, making them bleed yellow, when a guy dressed in khaki pants, a tight white T-shirt, a thin scarf around his neck, and boat shoes with no socks planted himself on the chair in front of the blonde across from us.

“Hello, sis!”

The dude looked half asleep, his blue eyes bloodshot, his jaw peppered with blond stubble. His pants were wrinkled and slightly soiled, giving mine a run for their money. Though, it was obvious even his T-shirt was more expensive than everything I had on.

“Solar, you look terrible!” The blonde complained.

“Nice to see you, too.”

Drevan was staring pointedly at the siblings, not even trying to hide his interest in their conversation. I wriggled in my seat, feeling terrible about eavesdropping. I cleared my throat, trying to draw his attention away from them. He slowly returned his attention to me.

“You know who they are?” he asked.

“Shh!” What the hell? They were only a few feet away.

“No worries.” Drevan waved a hand. “They can’t hear us.”

I gave him an,of course they can, they’re sitting right there,look.

Drevan sighed. “Theycan’t. I’ve made sure of it.”

Oh, so he was using some sort of demonic ability to block our conversation.

“They’re Lunar Clue Hudson and Solar Blue Hudson,” Drevan said, answering his own question.

My head swiveled toward our neighbors, and my jaw fell open at the same time.

“By the way, they can’t see us either, so they can’t tell you look like a deer in the headlights right now,” Drevan added, looking amused.

I snapped my mouth shut, teeth clicking as I did so. I stuffed a bite of pancakes into my mouth and chewed the hell out of it in an effort to hide how shocked I felt. I never thought I was the kind to get star struck.

“Rebecca Hudson’s twins,” Drevan elaborated.

“Yeah, I know.” No wonder the blonde had looked familiar. The media was always chasing these two around. They were like New York royalty or something. I didn’t follow that stuff much, but I wasn’t clueless. I just wasn’t much of a celebrity fanatic. “My mom would freak,” I added. “She’s seen all of Rebecca Hudson’s movies.”

“Maybe you should get their autograph.” He pulled out a pen from his jacket pocket.

“Nooo! Besides, you said we’re invisible.”

He twirled a hand in the air. “I can fix that.”

“Please don’t.”

He shrugged. “As you wish. Hey, would you like to try my eggs Benedict? The hollandaise sauce is particularly delicious today.”

“No, thank you.” I wanted to tell him they looked disgusting, but Mom had taught me table manners.

Lunar leaned closer to her brother, reaching out a hand to touch his. “Where were you all night?”

Solar pulled his hand away and stuck it inside his pants, eliciting a horrified expression from his sister. “That’s none of your business. I didn’t call you so you could interrogate me.”

Lunar shook her head, looking terribly sad. “No, you called me because you’re a good-for-nothing leech. The least you could do is answer my question.”

“A leech, hmm?” Solar pondered, rubbing his chin. “Do leeches get on leeches?”

“You’re such an asshole,” Lunar growled. “I’m not a leech. I’m going to college and making something of myself.”