<div class="floatleft">(http://692beach.com/Portals/15/Twins-09-hair-down.jpg)</div>Naomi Wilson (The one on the left), was heading home from a friend's eighteenth birthday party, with her twin sister Sophia. The two of them had only turned 18 a few weeks earlier and being legally allowed to drink was still something of a novelty for them both.<br/><br/>They were both still at school - the same school, and although they usually took different classes, sometimes the swapped out just for fun. They had, in the past, traded boyfriends. And they had that uncanny knack of finishing each other's sentences.<br/><br/>Naomi was very definitely tipsy, and she knew it. This particular October evening was chill and foggy, with the smell of wood smoke trapped by the thick autumn fog. She had tried to focus on her wristwatch, but was unable to. Still it must be at least 11:00pm, probably nearer midnight. That meant they were in the shit with Mum and Dad, who had told them to be home by eleven!<br/><br/>That was partly her fault, she supposed, but partly Soph's too, because both of them had been having such a good time, neither had wanted to leave. They were both officially adults now and could do as they pleased... But of course Mum and Dad didn't see it that way. Her drink fogged brain tried to work out whether shaving some time off their walk home would possibly reduce the time they would be grounded for, and decided it would.<br/><br/>"Cut acrosh th' park..." She slurred, "Shave shome time?"