Luv, it is not possible to make me an angrier hamster at this or any other juncture, in this life, at any point in time. You seem like a nice bird. You shouldn't play on the internet by yourself. I'll probably make you cry again, someday. I'm not going to lie to you and say I won't.
Let me guess you and you tell me if this scenario is anywhere near what's happened in actuality:
1.) Pryde contacted you to apologize. 2.) Mostly because she thought that I was a fucker. 3.) Which she'd be right because I am a fucker. 4.) And she's probably all "ooh my girlfriend and 2.5 kids and my white picket fence" or some shite, and "He needs to get over it." 5.) Which I'd simply respond with my fingers held high in the bird flying gesture. Because I swear her heart was an ice rink before she ever walked out. 6.) Then she probably told you something along the lines of "Hey, if you want to make him a happy hamster, give him scotch so he leaves you and everyone else alone."
And that brings us to now.
If anything in the above is correct, merely give a 'yes' or a 'no' and we'll call it good.