Suitcase in hand and backpack slung over one shoulder, Tomos trundled through the hallway. Honestly, he needed to get a better system of doing these things. The man huffed as he deposited the last neatly labelled package in front of someone else’s doorway. Tomos briefly counted off all the gifts he’d needed to leave behind, before slipping quietly away into the brisk, white December morning.
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