A question caught me by surprise-2

“You ever noticed how he just…stays, even when your make it
ridiculously obvious that you’re trying to get him to go home? It’s kind
of creepy, right?” Nick muttered.

Ok, almost everyone. Ryan didn’t complain, at least not to me. He just
kind of stared at people, as if he was trying very hard to read their minds
and enjoying a moderate degree of success. And in fairness to Nick, it was
pretty creepy.

The hardest part was balancing competing demands on my time. My
classes, homework, friends, girlfriend, and sister all fought for
increasingly small shares of my finite time. I rarely spent any time
hanging out with Nick one-on-one anymore, dating was suddenly becoming a
full-time job, and my time with Jen always carried an air of tension to it,
as if she assumed I’d be happier elsewhere.

One night as I was working on homework, Jennifer took to working out the
kinks to “King of Anything” on her piano as I struggled through an English
essay. The topic was easy, but I hadn’t found the time to actually read
the source material. When I finally came to the conclusion that I wasn’t
going to be able to bullshit my way through this assignment, I realized the
music had stopped and my twin had vanished. A second later, a pair of
thin, but deceptively strong arms were pulling me to the ground.