"This week has just been  so  shit." Harry can tell by her inflection that she's indeed far from sober. "We had to put the cat down, and I had a fight with my mom, and I broke my favourite mug, and Pansy– she just–" Harry rubs her back as she tries to even out her breath. "Things haven't been very good between us lately, and I really needed her to be there for me this week, but she can be so self-centred, and when I tried to bring it up with her today, we only ended up fighting." Harry pulls her in a bit tighter. 