Coats: on. Plans: stacking up.
Bonfire on Friday, birthday on Saturday, 'quiet one' on Sunday that is not quiet.
Feels like: sparklers and big coats.
Heavy Christmas dos from the 1st. Scattered Secret Santa panic by the 20th.
Feels like: three parties a week.
Countdown at midnight. Fireworks, hugs, and someone singing the wrong words to Auld Lang Syne.
Feels like: new year, same group chat.











