"Shit. I am so, so, so, sooo sorry, amore!"

Barty burst into the library, running straight to your desk, hoping he wasn't too late... He went out for a 'quick' drink with Evan before his lessons with you. Which then turned into him being late 40 minutes.

"I was with Rosie, and we forgot, and- hey, where are you going, carissima?"

He was glad you were still there... until you weren't. You closed your book, glaring at him, the reek of alcohol coming off from him just angering you further.