Kayden and Kaytlin

The boy on the other hand was relishing the smell of hot food. It was a simple country dish, some potatoes with some sauce, salad and some sort of fried meat. To him, who hasn't eaten anything like it for years or even used cutlery, looked suddenly foreign and heavenly at the same time. He clumsily picked up the fork and started to eat. As he ate, his muscle memory returned with a flash and the hand holding the fork didn't look as clumsy as before, it even looked refined.

After eating he went back to his room to collect his belongings, paid the lady, and even gave them tips. He went to the strange post office. There he asked for a pen and paper. He wrote the message down and spat on it.

"If Kayden or Kaytlin come searching for someone named Liam, give them this," he then folded the paper in half two times diagonally and pushed it to the attendant. After that, he left for the bus station.

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In the town at the strange post office. Two women were browsing the magazines. The attendant was checking next week's orders.

The door opened with a bell tinkling. He looked up from his work and glanced at the new arrivals. It was a man and a woman. He almost did a double-take at these two. Just one look would tell that these people were rich to the point of unfathomable. Especially compared to him.

The man was tall and lean with white hair, the two women could see that under those casual clothes was a very tasty snack. He wore shades to hide his eyes, or all the people would fall into the trap of his eyes. The elders of the family banned him to go out without them. The light shade of purple made them fall into a trance.

White hair was arranged like a crown on top of the woman's head. It looks simple yet artistically arranged. The two women look at the one entering a little strangely, why had this beautiful creature appeared in this remote town dressed like a queen. They evidently felt jealous of her beauty.

"Hello," a masculine voice sounded, "has someone named Liam been here recently?" he asked the attendant, his voice wafting all over the small store, spreading like mist. The two women suddenly moaned softly. Clutching their bodies to keep themselves steady.

The Lady behind him rolled her eyes, annoyed.

"There are several messages left behind by people named Liam, which might you be looking for?" the attendant spoke.

"The one left to Kayden," his voice played with the two women again. They moaned in pleasure as one of them gently landed on the floor holding herself tightly.

"Stop that," the Lady said, her patience running out quickly with his antics, "or they might have a stroke," she reprimanded him.

"But it's fun," he said but did change the tone of his voice. The two women sighed in relief as the other slid herself to the floor. Both panting heavily.

The Lady looked at the attendant, who had a surprised look on his face.

"Can I inquire who you might be to the person you are looking for," he asked carefully. He didn't want to upset the people in front of him, but he had to ask. He had a feeling it might be the young man from before and he was curious to see what it might lead to.

"Why are you asking that? Did he do something wrong?" she asked, thinking that they might be talking about different people. She only thought that because Liam wasn't a hard person, he was someone everyone could get along with, as long as you didn't piss him off, of course.

"No, no," he panicked at the Lady's questions. "It's just that the people here call him, or ... the person I'm thinking of, a bit strangely," he tried explaining and making his words sound a bit better than they actually were.

"What do the people around here call him then?" she asked, not minding it at all.

"Well, he never introduced himself and after a strange conversation someone had had with him, people started to call him a... a lunatic," the attendant tried to say it fast and soften the words, but it was all for not, how could someone soften the word lunatic after all. The attendant was left speechless by their reaction.

A hearty male laugh suddenly sounded in the shop. The Lady tried but failed miserably in holding in her laughter. The beautiful sound of bells ringing made the attendant sigh in relief and marvel at the beautiful tone of the woman's laugh. Suddenly, he wished to have the Lady all to himself. The thought shocked him greatly, as he was already a happily married man with three children. The two women on the floor were breathing erratically and moaning like they were having the time of their life.

"Hahaa! That's our younger brother," the man said and then felt a hit on the back of his head, he knew he had forgotten the tone again. She tried to rain in her laughter after that too.

"May I ask, is the Ladys name Kaytlin?" he asked tentatively, hoping he hasn't overstepped some boundary. She nodded in response. It gave him some courage to continue.

"This man left a note to Kayden and Kaytlin two hours ago, saying to give that note to either of them when they come looking for someone named Liam," he paused for a moment, "I don't know if that person's name was Liam or not. Would you like to have the note?"

"That's definitely him," Kaytlin said with an exasperated look. "Yes, give it here," with that she pushed past Kayden, who was actually looking at the two females on the ground, blowing them sweet kisses. She slapped him again and the women stopped moaning and twitching.

The attendant reached to take the note, he looked at it with disgust as he handed it to the lady.

"I'm sorry to inform you but he had spit on the note," he says apologetically.