Burnt Toast

Demyan 

"I walk around with security," I chewed on the sandwich as my hungry stomach thanked me. I had eaten a tonne during my time with Ethan two days ago and punished myself by having salads only since I had returned back home. The taste of carbs always threw me in a frenzy and I just wanted more. 

"That's crazy," she exclaimed, "Some girls are crazy. She'd want to be like Demyan touched me or whatever nonsense she can come up with. It's like they groomed her to be me. You should see her instagram! She wears fruit things as well and unicorns. I call bullshit to be honest. There's no way we're exactly alike."

"They cloned you," I chuckled. 

She nodded, "Just made me white and with red hair."