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Late on a cold Monday night, after yet another start to the week. You would stay at my house and we'd cuddle up in blankets and pillows and comfy throws. With hot chocolate, marshmallows and cream, and plenty of chocolate we would lie together and marathon Seinfeld episodes.
With the lights off, surrounded by the warm glow of fairy lights we would hug and giggle at all our old favourites.

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