He nodded. "God damn it," he muttered quietly, pinching the bridge of his nose like that little bit of pressure would stop him from loosing it now. "Yeah, yeah okay. You schedule the appointment yet?" he asked.
He didn't want to be feeling the way he was but it was just so fucking sad. He was pretty sure all the beer at the party wouldn't make him feel better but he was going to fucking try once this conversation was over.