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Aw, don't say that! He's just being a good big brother who's looking out for his little sis!
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In fact, the last time we met up, we had a great time swapping stories about our sisters!
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Wait, so you were talking about me? Ughhhh. I really hope he didn't say anything weird.
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It wasn't weird at all! We were just chatting about how cute our sisters look when they sleep.
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See, when she was little, my sis couldn't fall asleep unless I tucked her in and we had a nice chat.
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And at some point while we were talking...whoosh! Out like a candle. It was adorable!
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Then Holst told stories about when you were little. Said you whined a lot.
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Stop, stop, stop! I'm not interested in stories about myself, and especially not stories like that!
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This is all unbelievably embarrassing, so let's just bury the whole conversation in the world's deepest hole and pretend it never happened.
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It's not embarrassing! It's nice!
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Anyway, I eventually told Holst how sad and lonely I was to be living apart from my sister now.
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And he said he's sad he never gets to work with you even though you're in the same army.
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And we ended the conversation by promising to always keep our sisters safe, no matter what!
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Still, according to what Baltie told me...
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Holst apparently said, and I quote, "I will be the one to decide if her future husband is good enough!"
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Still, I feel like if I ever met someone I wanted to marry, he'd barge in and try to make sure they lived up to his own standard of excellence.