With the house unusually quiet and empty, Jake and Esli had the place to themselves for the weekend. Dana and Dilean were off at a school trip, and their parents were enjoying a rare getaway. It was one of those calm afternoons where time moved a little slower, and the sky outside had started turning golden.

Jake was lounging on the couch in a plain t-shirt and basketball shorts when Esli, his 13-year-old sister, came stomping into the living room in her most chaotic outfit—an oversized black hoodie and bright green Grinch pajama pants covered in little Santa hats.

She stood in front of him with her arms crossed. “Nope. That outfit is boring. Go change.”

Jake looked at her, confused. “Change into what?”

“Black shirt. Grinch pajama pants. Duh,” Esli said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Jake laughed. “Why would I wear that?”

“Because we’re twins for today. It’s just us home, and you have no say,” she said, tossing a folded black shirt and a pair of matching pajama pants at him.

Jake held them up, grinning. “You planned this, didn’t you?”

“Maybe…” she said, smirking as she flopped down on the couch and grabbed the remote. “Now hurry up. We’re watching a movie and ordering pizza. And I want you to suffer in matching pajamas.”