So D and I went out again last night. It was a repeat of last time at first. But when we went to the pub, there was one of his friends there - I  forget his name. Well, I don't know how it started, maybe the friend was too nice to me, but suddenly they were both on their feet glaring at each other. It really looked a bit dangerous for a minute. But then D's friend backed off a little and it was all over. D came over all apologetic to me. But the friend went all pale and walked out. It was all very worrying, and I saw D in a new light altogether. I took a cab home.

Then this morning D calls me all butter wouldn't melt, and goes "Let's see a movie." I made an excuse.