Fics like i can actually see it (i'm glad that you stayed)

At the start of December, they’d been talking about Christmas traditions they all had — and the ones they wanted to keep — and Roy had mentioned going ice skating at the Natural History Museum most years since it started, which coincided with his early Chelsea days. He’d been with his mates or his sister, sometimes with a girlfriend, and then three of the last four years he’d taken Phoebe. But then they’d looked it up, and he’d been upset to see this was the last year the rink would be open, thanks to plans to transform the museum gardens into an urban wildlife hub. "Fucking rewilding or some shit,” Roy had grumpily put it. "Urban wildlife? So what, they're going to give the foxes a place to kip at night when they're done knocking over the bins and killing cats in Croydon?" How to proactively date in public with London's favourite polyamourous triad.

Fics like i can actually see it (i'm glad that you stayed)

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