The plan was set. My first Christmas away from home was going to be huge. A few weeks before Christmas I was to help Jen start redecorate her flat, rearrange furniture, fill gaps and paint walls all between shifts I get from a temp hospitality agency I’d signed up for. She’d then be able to decorate her flat and make it all Christmassy. Christmas eve I was going to be at the hostel, partying with the roommates before heading down to the Roseleaf bar where Jen was working til close. Christmas day we were going to have a nice roast lamb, and I was going to surprise Jen with the near impossible to find bottle of red wine we had both shared at a restaurant back in Lochinver. Not only that, I also got the white
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