[private] kev and the cinema

Aug 03, 2007 20:19

Tonight I'm taking Cat out to the movies and then a meal. I'm taking him out. He needs to get out. Adam has put him on sleeping pills, and he looks slightly less bad than he was but he's still not looking good. I'm tempted to take a straight razor to that scraggly fuzz he calls a beard one of these days, as it does nothing to hide how much weight he's lost.

He needs to get out, I need to get out. We're going to transformers, then to a little italian place I know. I intend to thoroughly distract him all evening to the point he forgets what has been happening.

We've gone out before, just the two of us and not all three of us.

Why then does it feel like I'm betraying Kev by doing this?
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