[God that is heartbreaking! Way worse than her own little sitch.] I really sort of want to hug you but I expect you'd probably hate that so in the spirit of not getting jilted at the bar I'll just offer to do, y'know, anything I can. [Dude, if you're ever going to ask her for a quart of fresh blood from the neck, now's the time.]
...I feel pretty dumb now for moping over Derek being not here. It's not like he left me or something.