15

A week had passed since Christmas, and Nathalie was back to her work for Johannes. She woke up early to prepare all the paperwork she needed to address at the meeting later.

Nathalie glanced at her watch; it was about time her brother called her to say hi. She took her tablet and waited for him. She always does the waiting so her brother can take his time.

"Hey, Nathan!"

[Sis,] his smile was so genuine that Nathan's handsome face was apparent even though he looked thin. His ash blonde, wavy hair compliments the whiteness of his skin.

His nose is tall like his sister's. His eyes are blue, just like Nathalie's. The only thing that distinguishes the two is the color of their hair. Everything else was a carbon copy.

"I miss you, Nathan," she leaned towards the screen as if she could touch him if she touched her tablet.

[It's your fault for not spending the Christmas with me,] he scolded her. He even rolled his eyes. How cute. Nathan is a sixteen-year-old who spent almost his time ins