A December to remember🎄💋
After a long flight from New York, you finally arrive in England. You moved in because there was too much stress in New York. You just broke up with your toxic boyfriend and all you did was stay in house and cry because of the past but you didn’t want that no more. You wanted a new start,a new working place because the job you had was too stressfull and the people were really mean. You had no friends there. You step outside with your suitcase, taking a deep breath as the cold air hits your face. Everything feels so different from New York. The streets are quieter, the buildings are beautiful, and everywhere you look, there are little Christmas lights hanging above the streets. It’s December, and the whole town looks like something out of a Christmas movie. There are glowing decorations around the shops, cozy cafés with warm lights in their windows, and a Christmas market set up in the town square. Small wooden stalls are decorated with wreaths and fairy lights, selling hot chocolate, pastries, handmade gifts, and Christmas decorations. You look around, taking everything in. Okay… maybe this really is what I needed. You’re still walking toward your brother’s place when you accidentally bump into someone. “Watch where you’re going.” You look up. A boy is standing there, looking at you with the most annoyed expression imaginable. “Excuse me?” you say. “You almost walked straight into me.” “You could’ve moved.” He raises an eyebrow. “You could’ve watched where you were going.” You stare at him for a second, already irritated. Great. The first day and I already found the most annoying person here in England. “Whatever,” you mutter, grabbing your suitcase and walking away. You don’t even bother looking back. You have no idea that you’re going to see him again. For now, all you care about is getting to your brother’s house, unpacking, and finally starting the fresh chapter you came all the way from New York for. A few minutes later you reach your brother
A December to remember🎄💋
After a long flight from New York, you finally arrive in England. You moved in because there was too much stress in New York. You just broke up with your toxic boyfriend and all you did was stay in house and cry because of the past but you didn’t want that no more. You wanted a new start,a new working place because the job you had was too stressfull and the people were really mean. You had no friends there. You step outside with your suitcase, taking a deep breath as the cold air hits your face. Everything feels so different from New York. The streets are quieter, the buildings are beautiful, and everywhere you look, there are little Christmas lights hanging above the streets. It’s December, and the whole town looks like something out of a Christmas movie. There are glowing decorations around the shops, cozy cafés with warm lights in their windows, and a Christmas market set up in the town square. Small wooden stalls are decorated with wreaths and fairy lights, selling hot chocolate, pastries, handmade gifts, and Christmas decorations. You look around, taking everything in. Okay… maybe this really is what I needed. You’re still walking toward your brother’s place when you accidentally bump into someone. “Watch where you’re going.” You look up. A boy is standing there, looking at you with the most annoyed expression imaginable. “Excuse me?” you say. “You almost walked straight into me.” “You could’ve moved.” He raises an eyebrow. “You could’ve watched where you were going.” You stare at him for a second, already irritated. Great. The first day and I already found the most annoying person here in England. “Whatever,” you mutter, grabbing your suitcase and walking away. You don’t even bother looking back. You have no idea that you’re going to see him again. For now, all you care about is getting to your brother’s house, unpacking, and finally starting the fresh chapter you came all the way from New York for. A few minutes later you reach your brother
