Molly
I'm going on a date with Jim tonight. He's nice. ''Office romance''
We were going to go to the cinema to watch the new Shrek, but we decided that £8 each was a bit steep. So we're staying in at mine tonight. I don't know what we'll do. Maybe play scrabble, or chess. I bought some films down that we might like to watch together. 'Tangled, mean girls, love actually' I brought down Glee as well, Jim said he'd like to watch it.
I hope Toby likes him.
Toby's my cat. He's a bit obese, but that just makes him extra cuddly at night times.
I hope Jim likes him.
Moriarty
Fucking hell. I have to go over to that girls today, try and show her how much she means to me. She wants me to watch Glee. Glee! I told Seb that, he asked me if he could rig her up with a camera so he can see my expression. I hate him sometimes.
She looks atrocious. I don't look at my best dressed as 'Jim from IT' but she… I can't even explain.
Clothes are my thing, it's my side job, making sure people look good. And she's wearing an orange and pink checked top, with a blue cardigan and navy trousers. Her socks are mismatched and her shoes look like they were made for big footed five year olds.
I have no idea what she was thinking, and I'm having trouble thinking of anything else.
We sit down on her sofa and she automatically snuggles into me, leaving her ready salted crisps deserted on the side table.
I'm sweating a bit, I don't like anyone touching me. Not really. And she's everywhere, she doesn't know where to put her hands, so she moves them around, stroking and quivering over bits of my body. I automatically put my arm around her and realise I can't take it away now, not for a while, so I settle down.
And I'm getting into Glee.
I MEAN WHY DOES NO-ONE LIKE QUINN SHE'S FABULOUS.
I had a 3 hour long discussion about Glee with Molly after it finished. And it wasn't too bad, I suppose.
Then we set another date, I kissed her forehead and she blushed as red as anything.
- She's falling for me.
She had a morbidly obese cat, too.
I love cats.