"At Christmas, tea is compulsory. Relatives are optional." - Robert Godden
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"This is Westerden Ski Lodge–"
"What's that noise?"
"I'm yawning, idiot."
"Well, it's kind of annoying. Just like you."
"Jesus Christ, is it illegal to be tired now?"
"No, but it's not normal to be tired all the time. You need to see Tristan and get this sorted."
"Who's Tristan?"
"Er, dad's friend. He specialises in optometry, but he's great with everything medical. He's also the only guy in the family apart from dad who's somewhat sane."
"How reassuring. I'll keep that in mind when I attend your Christmas dinner."
"You're coming to our Christmas dinner?!"
"Why do you sound so excited?"
"Oh– er– no reason, haha. No reason at all."
"Chipmunk, you know I was joking, right? There's no way your family would let a stranger crash their dinner."
"My family's nuts, so they'll get used to your craziness in no time!"
"Thanks, dude. So much for blowing off the mental hospital thing."
"Didn't you say you were okay with being mental?"
"Weren't you harassed for being the same thing?"
"..."
"Oh God, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that."
"It's fine. It's just– I just don't like thinking about that."
"I get that. Do you ever just want to do an Alice and fall down a hole into a mysterious land? Just get away from society?"
"Is your name Alice? Because I'm lost in your Wonderland."
"...You are part of the circle of my life."
"Can I hakuna your ma-tatas?"
"Off with your head!"
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Snow Boots (#3)
Short Story"You've reached Westerden Ski Lodge, how may I be of assistance?" "Hey, can I rent some snow boots and skis? Maybe even a girlfriend, if you've got any in stock." "Awesome, do you want to order a life along with that? The gift wrapping's free of...
