Just bagged myself a tesco finest lamb rogon josh for 92p in the yellow ticket counter and I have Morgan's and diet coke, i can also wear my pyjamas, so you can stick your fancy dinner, you flake.
nothing makes me crosser than someone promising something and failing to deliver. Sometimes there are very good reasons, it just helps if I know them...
Voldemort did this all the time, 'lets have a weekend away! oh, wait, no...I'm saving up for a holiday to celebrate 'mutual friends' birthday, you're invited, do come, snape! 'come to the seaside for the weekend to celebrate my birthday snape! It won't be he same without you! Actually, no, lets do something else because I want to nail newgirl and you cramp my style
I refuse to continue to be an after-thought or second best. I will not be used to ego stroke those who lack kindness, clarity or basic sodding manners. I will not as suggested 're-fling' with the prof when 'who knows I may well fuck up this current relationship and re-flinging with you would be a silver-lining par excellence' stuff that.