I watched the twins eat their food like there was no tomorrow.

"Kids, you can take your time. We can always get more." I say as they give me the perfect teenage scowl.

They remained silent but I noticed they start to take time to swallow.

"So, where are you two from?" I ask.

They ignored me.

"Age? Height? Favorite color? Anything?" I ask as Natalie looked up at me.

"Why do you care?" she asks, honestly confused.

"If you and your brother are gonna stay with me, I wanna get to know you." I say as Nate puts down his fork.

"We didn't say we would stay with you." he snaps.

I nod.

"I didn't say that either. I said if." I say as Nate stares at me.

He slowly nods as he picks up a roll from the basket in front of him. He splits it in half and gives one piece to his sister.

"We're fifteen." Nat says as she takes a bite of the bread.

I nod as I looked at the two. They're pretty young to be street kids. They finished eating and I stood up.

"Alright, kids. You can come back with me to the motel or you can stay here. Your choice." I say as the twins walked a few feet from me and began to whisper.

I chuckled lightly as I watched them. They've defiantly got the twin bond. They walk back over.

"We'll go with you. Only temporary." Nate says sternly but Nat rolls her eyes.

I smile.

"Alright, kids." I say as we walk out of the building and down the road to the nearest hotel.

I walk in and the twins look around before entering.

"Whoa!" Nat says when she sees the view.

She ran over to the sliding door, opened it, and stood out on the balcony.

"Nate, look at this!" she says as she waves him to come closer.

He walks over and stand beside her.

"Wow." He says as they look out over the city.

"This beats all the rooftop views I've seen." Nat says as I look at her.

"Why did you climb rooftops?" I ask.

They looked at me.

"Sometimes to get away from the cops, hide from shop owners, or people watch." Nate says.

I raise my eyebrow.

"People watch?" I ask as they smile sheepishly.

I chuckle and walk back inside. I turned on the TV and sat down on the couch. The kids had took out they're journals and began drawing the landscape.

"Why didn't you two sell drawings? You're certainly good at it." I say.

"Nobody would buy them, anyway. Plus, where would we have gotten all that paper and time. Cops don't like people like us." Nate says as I look to them.

"People like us?" I repeated.

"Yeah. Homeless folk. The police always called us the scum of the city." Nat adds as she peer up from her sketching.

I turn my attention back to the TV. The Drakes soon came in and I saw Nat was trying to hide a yawn.

"You tired?" I ask her.

She shook her head.

"No!" she says as she yawned again.

I laughed as Nate copied Nat.

"There's a bedroom down the hall to the left." I say as they nodded.

"Night Sully." Nat and Nate say as they disappear down the hall.

I nodded.

"Night kids." I reply as I watched the program.

I soon got tired myself and turned everything off. I passed by the teens room and I look in. They were both dead asleep, huddled close. They don't even have to be awake to be protective about each other. I smile and shake my head before going to the other bedroom. Looks like the kids are gonna be staying her for a while. What do I know about taking care of a kid? Much less twins? Guess I'll have to figure it out.