inebriiate .
“ Oh… Oh. ”
Aaand there it was ― you could practically hear the click as he finally put the pieces together. And it seemed to make actual, perfect sense now. Everything had seemed to be incredibly similar ― all except for the gender part, for both themselves and their parents.
“ Wow, that’s ― huh. That’s actually kind of interesting, ” he said. It may have all made sense now, but he still knew that he’d seen this before. His brows furrowed deeper as he tried to figure out where, though. Honestly, so much happened in his life that it seemed hard to keep track of any of it anymore. What with dealing with superheroes, zombies, and magic just in the last year, it just seemed hard to ―
Wait. Magic ? Magic. Hold up.
“ …Tam ? You…wouldn’t happen to have, oh I dunno ― a ginger haired friend that bought some sort of mirror…? ”
the physical click in her head popped in as well― briefly wondering how they could of been meeting && interacting in the first place , if they were technically the same person . what other explanation could of been besides some magic from the psycho adventures they had departed on ? magic... matilda && her stupid mirror seemed like a logical answer― && by the way tom was reacting , tamara assumed they had the same guess . given more thought , it was a bit strange thinking they were exactly the same― except for their gender , eyebrows furrowing as her gaze became stronger , never the one to expect she’d look like that if she were a guy .
❝ ... are they narcissistic , have photos of themselves everywhere , && elongate their words for a really , really long time ? yes , yes i do . i told them not to take it , but you know how they are about seeing themselves . ’
