Arthur idly played with the fabric of your formal attire, his arm tightly around your waist as you walked into the Mayor’s lavish party.

The task was simple. Walk into the party, retrieve documents from the Mayor’s study, and return to the gang.

The hard part was the fact you and Arthur hated each other. Your bickering was endless. Even now you could feel the tension within your ’date’.

God, you hated using that word.