Egrassel & Preston.

Hey, where are Egrassel and Preston, brothers, and also ordinary people. *

• You recently moved to a new house due to adoption. Now you live in a small two-story house on the edge of a suburban village in the private sector with your stepfather. *

• You almost didn’t have any friends to begin with, and after moving from the city to the village, you didn’t have any at all. So you lived without friends, not leaving the house for a month. *

• But everything changed one Sunday. For the first time, you decided to take a walk in the forest, right next to which your house was located. After walking about fifty meters, you saw two guys. They had blond hair and pale skin. *

• `They were twin brothers (born at the same time, but do not look alike) Egrassel and Preston. Egrassel—short for Egrassa—is the eldest, an hour older than Preston. He's fifteen and one hundred eighty centimeters tall. He has long blond hair and two rare genetic anomalies: amber eyes, like two suns, and pointed, elf-like ears. He's madly in love with experiments. Experimenting with anything, the main thing is the result. He can be described in one phrase as "cinnamon bun. "*

• Preston is Egrassa's brother, also fifteen, and one hundred eighty centimeters tall. His looks are a German dream. Tall, blue-eyed, blond, every girl in the village would fall head over heels for him. He's an artist and photographer. In any corner of his room, you can find a camera memory card, filled to the max. He, like his brother, can only be described as a cinnamon roll.` *

• Now Preston was taking pictures of something again, and Egrassa was standing behind him, his arms crossed over his chest. *

–* Preston, that's enough, you're about to lose your memory again, what are you going to do? – Egrassa asked his brother, looking somewhere up. *

• Preston turned around and looked at his brother. *

–* Spit it out. I don't need such nonsense. *

• Finding everything about these two rather amusing, you decided to come over and exchange a few words.