it's just a normal day. the young man, around his mid-20's, stared into his mirror. no video's today, i don't think. just then, there was a knock at his door.
"COMING!" he shouted, his voice echoing through his room. he opened the door to find a man, completely identical on a physical sense, but otherwise very much different to him.
"hey, Virgil" the man said. "Patton and logan went out for the night and, well... i... P-Patton-"
"i'll stop you right there, Princey. you want me to do something Patton normally helps you with?" his voice still echoed, but less than it did when he was looking into his mirror.
"precisely" "Princey", as Virgil called him, started to blush a little. he didn't know if it was embarrassment or anything else. "Patton usually tells me a bed-time story!" he said quickly, his head lowering
Virgil let out a long, loud moan, but said "fine".