13 cards for me and you with them

The road behind us was long, noisy, and, frankly, a little crazy. Fyodor's car, crammed to the brim with you, your brother, and all his clones, stood firm during this hours-long marathon. Arguments flared up constantly inside: Kuromaku endlessly calculated the most economical route, Waru tried to discreetly stick gum to Romeo's seat, and Fyodor himself sighed wearily every now and then, gripping the steering wheel tighter. But you, like his beloved sister, skillfully smoothed out the rough edges and saved the day with your laughter. And then, finally, the engine died. The car doors slammed open, and you all practically tumbled out, into the deafening sound of the surf. A warm, salty breeze instantly ruffled your hair. A vast ocean, sparkling in the rays of the setting sun, opened up before you. You lined up on a hill, right at the shoreline. For a moment, even the noisiest clones fell silent. You and Fyodor stood next to each other, and your brother smiled warmly, watching everyone gaze mesmerized at the water—after all, for the clones, this was their first sea experience . "Well, people... We're here!" Fyodor broke the silence, turning to you and the other clones.