There's one million things holding you down, why you're one of those things, I don't know.
Dolohov. Mother-fucking-Dolohov. This isn’t jealousy, because I’d like to think Amycus has more sense than to go back to him, and it’s a generally accepted rule that there’s nothing and is going to be nothing between me and him.
It’s just fucking annoying that he thinks there is. That he is turning everything on me, making me question my own concience when I know I did the right thing, I did everything I can. Not to mention, you know what? I don’t need to prove myself to him. Amycus and his friends are perfectly happy I did the right thing, I know I did too. There’s still guilt, because it wasn’t good, no. But let’s not get angry over the fact that Dolohov doesn’t trust me.
Besides, I have a date. I have a good job, which I enjoy. I am doing well in observing the pathologist, I am not going to worry myself over Dolohov. I might well worry myself over Amycus and his welfare, because he’s my friend. So let’s stop this nonsense before I start to seem like the jealous clingy one here.
I just hope Amycus has the sense not to go back to him. He has to, he’s sensible.
Afternoon. How are you? Because I just got myself a date and am feeling rather pleased with myself. As in a proper one, and none of this ‘I’ll come have lunch with you in the staff room’ nonsense.
So I’m pretty good. You?
I am in rather a good mood. I got a good report from the Head Pathologist this month, as well as on my general report. I also got PAID today. Which means I have dates to attend and people to charm. I am significantly looking forward to this weekend.
Any recommendations for a good restaurant?