Vlad.

My twin brother, Vlad, made the long trip from Romania to be with us over the festive period. Everything went very well for the first few days although his presents were a little on the strange side.
However, it all went pear-shaped last night, at drinks with the Fotheringham-Smythe's where a lot of blood was shed following a disagreement with the vicar.
Vlad left in a hurry just before dawn.