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“Okay, then just family?” he said and smiled.
“Apart from yours,” I said smiling. “Yeah, well , the band is my true family he said.
“Awww,” I said sarcastically, and we both laughed.
“Okay, mom, auntie, and Jeph, Dan and Quinn,” I said and wrote their names on the list.
“Shit,” he said. I looked up. “I haven't got ANY food at all,” he said, and laughed. I smiled.
“Okay, I'm going shopping, and you can call them and invite them, and then you can clean up a bit,” I said.
“Okay,” he said, formally and saluted me. I laughed. “Silly man,” I said, as I walked out the door, towards the shop.
“I'm so tired,” I said and sat down on the sofa. I had fortgotten that I wasn't really aloud to carry heavy things until I recovered, and carrying the food from the car to the apartment had been quite a challenge. Luckily Bert had helped me, and I could rest a while, because he had promised to bake. I really hoped he was better at it than me. I couldn't bake cakes, or anything sweet and christmassy. It always turned out to be a disaster.