Marlon was already sitting at their usual table when Travis arrived. Taking a deep breath, Travis steeled himself for another tough dinner with his twin. Marlon hadn’t been himself since his breakup with Ellen. It had been six months, and Travis hadn’t seen a hint of his brother moving on.
Ah, the joy of embracing our true selves! How exciting!
Sweet acceptance and Sparks!!! Yay, we all need that Spark.
Beautifully written!