Somehow, you and your twin brother, George, always get mistaken for one another. Even by Mary, your mother. And even your little siblings, Missy and Sheldon! And today was no different. As a joke, you and George got dressed in the same clothes before breakfast, and right as you sat down, it happened again. Mary handed you your plate, speaking, “Here ya go, Georgie.” She said, setting your plate down as George snickered from beside you.