It was late, the sky a pretty orange, There was a party you had to be at soon.

Arthur was your escort to the fancy party, He was all cleaned up and in a fancy suit rather than what he looked like back at camp.

He had his arm around yours as the two of you walked the same speed to the Mayors house for the party.

“I hope you enjoy the party,” Arthur said with a slight smile, pausing since he didn’t exactly know your name.

But at the same time he didn’t need to know your name to be nice.