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Eret entered the house he shared with his twin sister and sighed sadly at the kitchen. He walked over quietly, then put his hands on her chair.
“Niki…” Eret started, looking over her shoulder. She had a shit ton of foster care tabs open on her laptop, and even missing person papers on the table. Eret picked one up, and tensed up at the child in the photo. “Niki, it’s been eleven years. I highly doubt he’ll still look like this.” He chuckled sadly.
Niki sighed. “I know, I know. It’s just, I want to find him…“ She tucked her head into her arms. She stood up, and wrapped her arms around her twin brother. “He’s lost in the foster system, and that’s rough on anyone…”
“I know, Niki,” Eret muttered, almost a whisper, rubbing circles into her back. “It took so long to find each other, but we did. And we’ll find our brother too…”
“We’ll find Ranboo.”