Can you believe I'm updating? Shocking, innit? Well, I just kinda felt like it. Maybe if you review I'll write some more....winkity winkity.
Well, you know what, that went horribly. Nice one, Severus. See where optimism gets me? See what happens when I trust myself too much? I had dinner with Minerva and Albus tonight. Well, I actually couldn't eat. The food just looked repulsive, and it was actually making me rather nauseous. I was incredibly nervous the entire time. I really wanted a drink. I was staring somewhat directly at a man who closely resembled Glenn. Minerva looked so sad. I sat there feeling like a fish out of water to the utmost extent of the cliché until the entrees arrived. I took one bite of the halibut. When I didn't take another bite for five minutes, Minerva turned to me.
"Severus, um, are you feeling all right? You haven't really seemed right..."
"Well, that would make sense, wouldn't it?"
"Severus, exactly what are you trying to say?"
"Can we end this stupid little dinner?"
"I...here, Albus, will you let us go speak for a second?"
"No problem, Minerva." She led me to one of the bathrooms and slammed the door behind us.
"What's wrong, Severus?"
"Oh, God...what isn't wrong?'
"Severus, come on, calm down, take some deep breaths....."
"I've been taking deep breaths all dinner long! It hasn't worked! You haven't even been paying any attention to me, have you?"
"Severus, will you shut up for once? You don't seem to be able to comprehend how hard it's been for me lately. You completely drain me, Severus. I'm always worrying about you, taking care of you....just once I wanted to have dinner with my boyfriend and my old friend Albus. How many women would have put up with this shit, Severus? Not very many! Don't get me wrong, I love you, I just...what was it this time, Severus? Which of one your little neuroses went haywire tonight? Could you have more problems, Severus? I mean....we can barely even kiss without you freaking out, and forget sex! You can't just sit there and wait for happiness to land on your shoulders, Severus. You have to at least vaguely attempt to find it yourself. You want to go home, Severus? Then go home. Albus and I are staying here. We were having a lovely conversation about Apparating licenses, and I'd like to continue it." She pointed towards the door with one pretty little finger, and I just sort of snuck out, and then I hid under the covers for a while, and now here I am. Maybe I'll try to sleep. I wonder what she's thinking about now. Probably anything other than me.