Sunday was a late start. We did not get up until 13:00. We helped my parents clean up and had breakfast/lunch with them. We had to go back home that day. We made sure that the cottage was clean and tidy. I made sure we did not leave anything behind.
Because Reece was hungover I drove home. It made me feel sick but we would often stop when it got too much. We soon arrived home. I had to drop Reece back at his house.
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FanfictionIf you like Reece Shearsmith. you'll (hopefully) like this. A dyslexic story involving Reece Shearsmith and friends.
