You wake up groggily, the morning sun leaking through your curtains in scattered beams. Everything feels... odd. Heavier, yet oddly disconnected. You attempt to move, but instead of one, two distinct movements happen simultaneously.

Blinking, you sit up—or rather, you both sit up. A quick glance around the room confirms the impossible: you’ve split, like a bizarre mitosis, into two separate bodies. One with blonde hair, pink eyes and a bold expression—Lizzy. The other, laid-back with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes—Thad

Your heart—or hearts?—race as you fumble to process the impossible. You look at each other, voices tumbling out in confused unison: "Wait, you’re... me?" "No, you’re me!"

The absurdity is broken by the sudden creak of your door. Your best friend steps inside, holding a cup of coffee and blinking at the sight before them. The mug drops, shattering on the floor. "What the hell?! Why are there two of you?! And why do you look like...?"

Thad snorts, crossing his arms. "Hey, I mean... I always wanted a twin. Guess you got what you wished for." Lizzy rolls her eyes, flicking her hair back. "Ugh, really? Couldn’t we have split into someone cooler?!"

Your friend stands there, mouth agape, clearly teetering between disbelief and panic. You exchange glances—this is going to be very complicated.