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Title: Family

Fandom: Original Work

Rating/Warnings: PG (implied abuse)

Word Count: 100

Summary: Karol reflects on Christmases past, present, and future

 

Freezing half to death was better than hiding from Stan and the freight-handler friends he invited to their apartment for the holiday, so Karol usually spent Christmas Eve wandering the streets, whipped raw by the wind blowing off the Thames, picturing what he’d come home to after midnight mass: no sheaves in the corners of the rooms like back in Września, no podłaźniczka hanging from the ceiling, trimmed with wafers and tissue paper. No presents. Just fishbones,  cabbage shreds, spilt beer, glass shards, snoring drunks.

 

But this year would be different. It was his first Christmas with Alba. With family.