Of course there was the party though. And this time it was at my house. I know, how weird, but yes we finally had one of the parties at my house. Beca...se Peter was a senior, he kind of had to host a lot of the parties. Thank god our parents had at first been wary about hosting one. But this time, I decided for them (and him) that this opportunity was too good to pass up. Instead of us getting ready, and all flocking to someone else's house, we were all going to be flocking to my house. Of. I kept trying to check out her more as the movie continued till i gave up and just tried to catch up with the movie. As i reached for my soda i then noticed it wasnt there anymore since the cup holder i had placed it was the one to my left between the now occupied seat. when she noticed this she then quickly apologised coz she had been drinking my soda, i just brushed it off and said its ok she could have it, but she insisted i take it back or atleast we share. So i just agreed to share knowing. A week has passed since my depression and I had to have the talk with Murphy. He was furious, to say the least, at least I’d like to think so, but we sort of worked it out. He even agreed to accompany me tonight with the fellows. I don’t know. I expected him to say something, to ask questions, and to throw out accusations. The only thing he did was nod his head and remain silent. It was a slow, meticulous nod that made me wonder about what was going through his head at the time. The look in his. "Is there anything, anything I can do to help with your concentration?"You simply shake your head and, flushing deeply, caste your eyes back down on your desk."I see," he says.Embarrassed, he looks down.Quickly, he says, looking at you again,"We all get lonesome and have our needs." It must be hard, being recently divorced, on your own, working the hours you do, to find suitable male acquaintances in a social situation."As you start to protest that he has misread the situation, you hold back.