Everyone says Abbi is the big sister.

I prefer to think of her as the world's comfiest pillow.

Sure, she acts like she wants her space.

She'll give me the look.

She'll sigh dramatically.

She might even pretend she's annoyed.

But here's the thing...

She never actually makes me move.

So naturally, I take that as permission.

Why sleep across the room when I can curl up next to my favorite sister?

She's warm.

She's soft.

And she always makes me feel safe.

I think she secretly likes the company anyway.

She just has a reputation to protect.

Don't tell her I said that.

I'd like to keep my favorite napping spot.