The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1711

David rolled his eyes dramatically. [You finally grew a conscience? You haven't checked in on your sis for like, what, six months? You want her digits? Call me 'big bro' and I might just think about it.]

Sean could only sigh, realizing they were totally on the same page when it came to the sister’s matters.

He sent a text to Louisa on WhatsApp, and just to be sure, he forwarded the same message to Kenneth.

Not long after, two texts buzzed in on his phone.

Dad: [Concern over the phone is one thing, but nothing beats showing it in person, kid. Want her number? Go ask her yourself.]

Mom: [We'll talk when you get home!]

Who knew why he wanted his sister's number? If he went off-script like he did just now, describing her as temperamental, he'd tick her off in a heartbeat.

Sean's mind wandered back to the last time when he almost recognized his sister, but his buddies threw him off the scent.

With that, he texted Hans, with a hint of accusation in his tone.

[Is sis really that pretty?]

[Do you even have to ask?]

[I remember I asked you last time, and you said you didn't know where to start.]

[She is drop-dead gorgeous, a one-in-a-million kind of beauty. Whether we're talking her stunning features, her ethereal vibe, or her mad skills, she's a total head-turner. Her list of pros is a mile long, and wouldn't be covered even if we talk about it all day.]

Sean blinked. So that's what Hans meant. Did he misunderstand?

Next, he confronted Chasel, [Last time, you said sis's looks were 'indescribable.' Is she that hideous in your eyes?]

[Hideous? Every positive adjective falls short of capturing even a fraction of her beauty. She stands out in a crowd, a total knockout. And it's not just her face; her talents are dazzling, too. She's like this glowing gem, and once you get to know her, you realize she's truly special. Indescribable? Yeah, because a single sentence hardly does her justice.]

Sean was irritated. [Why didn't you just say so last time?]

In his heart, nothing was more important than spending time with sis.

After parting with friends, Arabella and Romeo left, leaving the coffee shop with two lovesick souls.

"Grab a drink somewhere?"

Once alone, Timothy felt his hidden emotions bubble to the surface like air escaping a deflating balloon.

"Let's hit up that club I own. We're not calling it a night until we're absolutely sloshed."

Derrick needed the alcohol's numbness, too.

"You look like you've been dumped, man." Timothy was down in the dumps himself and couldn't fathom why his buddy seemed even more out of it.

To someone unknown to the situation, they'd both look like they'd just been kicked to the curb.