April 18th, 2017
My husband has a twin, but not really a twin. He's a creature. A doppelganger, according to the stories I've read - it helps to have a bookworm for a significant other, I think. I still don't know what to think about not-Peter. He's more confident, out going. In some ways, he reminds me of the Peter I met when he had gotten attacked. I sometimes wonder if I'm going to walk into the house and find him covered in blood, the connection is so eerie.
He's also a pervert.