This isn't fun anymore. My feet hurt from walking and my back is already killing me from carrying around that backpack.
[ and eggs. someone's whining. just a little. ]
And I miss my brother. Only really cruel people separate twins! How could you bring one here and not the other?
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But it sort of ended up with us being friends and working together. When we all got into the same universe, we met up! Most of us, anyway.