One step closer
Right. Got things fixed with Fawcet. Made him pay for some of the drinks, but it's nothing he doesn't deserve. He said I ought to talk to Amycus. And that's what I wanted to hear.
I'm going to get to talk to Amycus. Like a proper talk. We're going to talk things through. I've got so much to say to him. Maybe I ought to write it down. So I don't make a mess of it.
I could murder for a cigarette.
Wilkes, you all right, mate? You didn't look so good tonight. Like you're bothered with something. When you aren't bouncing off the walls or chatting some bird up in the common room, I get worried for you, mate. You weren't smoking neither, which is a shame as I don't smoke anymore.
Still, you shouldn't leave your fags lying around. Weaker men will be tempted to sniff them like they're drowning. Which I didn't do, of course.
Hey. It's Tuesday.