Merry Buttmas

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Between the minds of Z and Smalls, stuff happened, and now we have a butt in place of a star at the top of our Christmas tree. Ngl, I love it too. It’s very us.

Z’s dad remains in hospital, which… well. We’re gonna take the days as they come, and he was with it enough to call and touch base. (which meant starting with discussing the footie from last night, because hey, we’re British here *laughs*). But beyond that, none of us really know what’s going on or what is going to happen, so. Fun. Wait, the other one… annoying and stressful, blah blah. I’m doing my best to be affectionate and supportive because yanno, hard times for Z and his mum, and Z is carrying so much extra weight trying to hold everything together for everyone to this extra degree.

Anyways. What will be will be. I’mma go take my meds and see if I can crank out a few more rows of sock.

<3

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