I have a fifteen-year-old sister, named Lauren, who's actually named Twig if anyone asks. She and I have the greatest relationship ever. We rarely fight, and when we do, its always over food. It sounds trivial, but we can get really vicious if one of us has something the other one wants. We share everything, except for food.
One story sticks out in my head. I'm walking in the mall with my (now ex) boyfriend, Ben, and I have Italian ice. Lauren is walking towards me with her (now ex) boyfriend, Brandon, and the only acknowledgement I got from her was when she took my Italian ice out of my hands and kept walking as if nothing had happened.
Anyway, Lauren and I have always been super close. When our parents got divorced, I made it my duty to take care of her and be the best big sister ever.
Muh sistahs muh best frand ~~~!
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