Living With My Triplet Mates
All three tended to wear different clothes, and even tried to wear their hair differently to distinguish themselves, but when I saw them, all three had the same dark haircut, the same black jacket and the same dark ripped jeans.
Their cheeks framed their perfect dimples while their mischievous looks flowed from their eyes. It wasn't until they started talking that I knew what they were.
"Come on, guys, let's leave her.... Let's not make the puppy cry anymore," said the one in the middle.
When I heard those words, I immediately knew it was Bennet, after all, that nickname could only be said by him.
At that moment, another one of them pulled out a $100 note and handed it to one of his brothers
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