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The Scotsman adjusts his hair and opens the door to the mansion, carrying in his suitcases. It was early morning, around four or five o'clock. The mansion was located in London and belonged to his... husband. England... that blond was extremely narcissistic and cunning, always irritating the Scot. But... no matter how much Philip tried to convince himself and others that England was nothing to him, it was nonsense. Periodically, he allowed himself a moment of weakness for England. Setting the suitcases in the hallway, he takes off his shoes and heads to the kitchen. Pouring himself a glass of water, he sits down on a chair and closes his eyes to take a breath.

Scotland lived in Edinburgh for a long time, having almost no contact with England and enjoying solitude