My sister hates her boyfriend because he doesn't care as much. I hate mine because he cares way too much. We like them and we value our commitments. But something's not right so we make an arrangement, To switch places like we have always been. But they won't notice because... we're twins.

He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.