the best thing?

I have a younger sister and she is the only sister that I have. 

Naturally, she thinks I'm the best sister in the whole wide world (not that she has a choice BAHAHAHAHAHAH), despite the arguments we've had as children and the despite the numerous occasions I have thrown her out of my (our?) room before my Dad decided to build another room for me, so that none of us would have to share anymore.

Anyways, what's done is done and we've gone wayy past that. 

Now that we're older, I naturally think that she's the best sister in the whole wide world too. Well, it's not  like I have a choice. Ehem. Hehehe. 

The best thing about having a sister is that you can share everything. Like seriously. We share the same size and when it comes to clothes, we share almost the same taste. So, when we're about to embark into a purchase that's way beyond the average price, we would Whatsapp the other to ask about what they think and if we manage to get a green light from the other, our purchase is justified (which makes my Mom go bonkers! Boohooo!)

Anyways, the other good thing about having a sister is the fact that she understands. 

When I was about 8 months pregnant and bestfriends with the toilet, we decided to switch rooms. As I have previously mentioned, my room was in the attic, which obviously required me to walk up an extra flight of steep stairs, which isn't entirely bad, but considering the elevation of stairs (45 degrees), my Dad got worried and so we switched. 

And of course, with moving comes alot of confusion about who owns what. 

Even though the best thing about having a sister is that you can share everything, this weekend at my parents' place, I wasn't too sure...

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"Weih, ni spentot siapa?"

 *Confused*