My name is Tristan, and I would consider myself luckier than you. You may think that you're pretty lucky, but you haven't lived my great life. I hardly have to try for anything, and I still get it. I've made huge messes of my room before, and somehow it still ends up clean without me doing any work. My sister Fuchsia doesn't get it, because her sorry face ends up on concrete every day. I wonder why she's nice to me, I always laugh at her when she makes a mistake. I should probably be nice to her, but that would take too much work. @DemiHuffle has made other POV of Fuchsia, go check it out!
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