Imagine two twin girls with the similar build and features. Close enough for people to mistake them unless they knew them better. For the twins they knew every part of them that was different because they celebrated those differences frequently.
One was introverted who valued her own life experiences. One was an extravert who cared about keeping the world around her happy. One enjoyed art in live form through music and theatre. The other preferred the art in the form of comics and drawings.
They both tended to be opinionated and enjoyed the authentic nature of their relationship. They wanted to understand humanity on a deep level and enjoyed poking holes into the norm together.
But just like any other relationship there were things about each other that drove them insane. Things that they didn't complain about to each other and usually overlooked. But even the most well worn path can get some overgrowth. What happens when the bumps in the road get too close and too many things come to the surface all at the same time?
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The Twin Fight
CasualeAn experience I had with my twin. Well, my twin at the time. A reflection brought on by a Facebook memory that came up uninvited on my newsfeed.
