"Dude, I’m so fucking high right now!” Dan coughed and chuckled. But neither of his friends seemed to be listening. Willow was fixated on a random point in the air with such intensity that there might have been something there. Sage, on the other hand, was uncontrollably giggling at nothing in particular.
“Okay...but guys…” Sage couldn’t stop giggling as she tried to fathom what would be a mind blowing musing. “What if...on the other side of the mirror...is another me? What if everyone is born a twin...and then your parents choose which one of you to keep at birth?”
Dan’s eyes widened. “Whoa man! But...dude.”
Willow was frightened. “But why would humanity do something like that? Like, why pick me?”
“Maybe the other one is defective in some way.” Dan giggled. “That’s why we’re never satisfied with what we see in the mirror.”
“WHOOOOA!” Sage and Willow were beside themselves.
“Wait wait wait wait wait!” Willow all of a sudden stopped laughing. “What if you already HAVE a twin? Then what?”
“Quadruplets, you dumbass!” Dan smacked her upside the head.
“Dude...that’s like MAD VAGINA POWERS!” Willow lost it and fell over laughing, as did Dan and Sage.
“Everything’s backwards man.” Dan mused seriously after composing himself.
“Fair is foul, foul is fair. Hover through the fog and filthy air.” Sage muttered.
“I’m hoverin’ through the fog, all right.” Dan chortled.
“That’s so deeeeeep.” Willow turned to Sage. “Did you come up with that?”
“Nah. It’s from...To Kill A Mockingbird...or Catcher In The Rye...or some shit like that.”
“Dude.” Dan enunciated.