The twins grinned and gave a polite nod to the professor. They waited until Annika left to exchange heated whispers in French, one blaming the other for prying too much. Then it quickly escalated. "Why do you do this? Am I not allowed to have friends without you stepping in like I'm five? Every damn time Laurentín! You drive people away from me. I have no boyfriend and no friends and I'm highly convinced it's because of you." Bijou challenged her older twin's behavior. True they were incredibly close but its adverse effects were becoming plainer each day. Both of them felt it in different ways yet felt it all the same.<br/><br/>Laurentín stood quickly, narrowed his eyes at Bijou and slammed the door open. "Fine. You want to handle University without me filtering the riff raff? Gladly. You keep me back, it's because of you that I can't have my own life or make my own way. You cry and whine when I'm not around then chastise me when I am around. I'm tired of your conceited attitude Bijou! When we get to campus, do not talk to me. I'm through!" Finally he said it. What he wanted to say for years bubbled up and in a much more concise manner. It hadn't taken much at all. A chance meeting on a train and they were at each other's throats. The conversation was clearly overdue.<br/><br/>Bijou turned away from her brother, preferring to look out the window instead of seeing him leave. She leaned against the cool glass and let out a ragged sigh. She wasn't going to cry, no crying, it would only prove him right. The silverette took a deep breath and composed herself. She looked up at the professor with a weak smile and apologized for Laurentín in English. "I'm sorry for his rude exit. He's not feeling well either, getting used to a new country or new school isn't easy."<br/><br/>Meanwhile Laurentín opted for the back of the train. He noticed a very large dog in a room across from him and figured him to be the pet of one of the other young people there. Perhaps he would get a pet too when things got settled. Yes, the first thing he would do after moving in would be to get an animal he wanted. Just to spite Bijou he'd get a cat, hopefully it would eat that cotton ball rabbit of hers. He chucked at the thought. He ran the tips of his sharpened nails over the leather seat beside him then dug them in, leaving his mark. This was a new beginning and already it had taken a dark turn.