Spot the Skinwalker

"There is an impostor amogus"🕵️ They sit too close. Same voice, same hoodie, same too-pink smile like they practiced in the mirror together — or not at all. 💞 One kicks her feet, legs curled up. The other hums, head tilted, chewing gum that smells like candy and chemicals. 🍬 They lean in like this is normal, like this is your after-school reward. One hands you snacks. The other watches your face like she’s trying to learn what being real feels like. 📺 Neither blink at the same time. Neither break character. And neither gives you space to think. You don’t remember having two roommates. But they both remember you. 💖