Waving Not Drowning

Mickey and Mark are identical twins, born into a family of ancient parents. A last ditch attempt at conception and they hit it out of the park, a real two for one special. Mickey and Mark are impossible to tell apart, even their parents confuse the two, hence the colour coded wardrobe. Red for Mickey, blue for Mark. Matching, of course, throughout their childhood but even now as adults they find themselves more often than not wearing the same outifts by happenstance. Perhaps it's that secret twin ESP spidey sense that they are rumoured to share. Regardless, Mickey and Mark are wearing the same skinny tobacco coloured chinos, Tom's slip-ons with a white t shirt under a casually wrinkled shirt. Together they are a mirror image walking side by each down the corridor, past cubicle after cubicle. They work together at McCann and McCann, a marketing firm specializing in on site bilboards and placards, primarily on University campuses and in pubs. Occasionally one twin covers for the ...

My favourite, absolute favourite moment of the night, of the whole night was when you started crying and laughing and shrieking all at the same time. Right? That was awesome, you were so surprised, you were like, amazed weren't you? Ashley yammers on, 3 glasses of Rioja deep, while knawing on a mini maple glazed bacon blt. Marsha steps back, letting one of the 3 black clad identical wait staff push through her, traying individual lamb shanks overhead, while another one offers them chimmichuri flank steak on bamboo skewers while yet another one follows behind to pick up the detritus. The noise is cacophonous. Ashley keeps talking, laughing, shrieking herself, while Marsha stands stunned, still reeling from Mickey's surprise proposal an hour earlier as they stood in the driveway, waiting to enter her parent's house for her younger sister's 28th birthday celebration. This is chaos. This is not what she expected. Marsha and Mickey spoke of marriage but she didn't think ...