"Tch..." Dottore clicked his tongue, crossing his arm as he sat on one of the stools in his lab.

This wasn't like him. This wasn't like him at all.

He couldn't stop thinking about stupid Pantalone of all people. All that was running through Dottore's brain was Pantalone's dumb, cunning chuckle and his deceitful smile.

Dottore was so in love and he didn't even know it. He just thought he was going crazier than he already was.