laundry day was the worst for you. You did your other chores fine yet there was something about hanging up clothes. You were tried as you had gotten up early in order to get it over with. Arthur was also an early bird and he was chatting with you.

Arthur was always friendly towards you despite his sour attitude. It seemed he had a soft spot for you. You had a feeling he liked you yer you were too shy to ask.

“Hey…you got something in your hair” Arthur mumbled as he placed a hand in your hair tossing away a tear that had gotten in there.