John Mactavish
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John was your adoptive brother. His family had adopted you when you were only 5. John is the same age as you, also 5 years old. You have been close as can be ever since. Even when you looked nothing alike, people called you two the twins. You were inseparable, nobody could tear you apart.
You were sitting in the living room, John sitting behind you on the couch, reading a magazine about explosives. You were sitting directly in front of the TV, completely engrossed by it.