SMOKING IS BAD FOR YOU. AND SO IS READING MY CRAPPY ARTHUR/READER FANFICTIONS. SERIOUSLY, DON'T WASTE YOUR TIME WHY ARE YOU EVEN READING THIS.

You sighed, and sat down on the park bench. You lifted your head up to sky and stared. You weren't sad, simply… empty. A large fat cloud passed by. Aw, it looked like a sheep. Or rather, every single cloud looked like a sheep. You just didn't have time for your imagination right now. You looked further ahead in the sky. A few dark clouds, not far from here, were visible.

Children walked past with their mothers in tow, telling them to calm down; teenage couples walked by, shyly holding hands; and a few strange business men here and there walking their dogs and yapping on their phones at the same time. A fountain, not very far from you, gushed water. Strangely, it was a very calming. You checked your watch. Ah, you were an hour late. Or, you would have been, if Francis hadn't called you in the morning to cancel your date. Something about family coming over. Or some other bullshit like that. It was obvious he was having a different girl over. Not that you really cared. You were used to it.

You were just too punk. You cut your hair short, so it looked like a those rocker ones that reached just past your shoulder. Multiple ear piercings, all of which were plain steel. You had a very, slacker way of dressing, per say. You were just a little lazy. Not that you looked like shit though. Damn it, you were still a girl, and deep down you cared how you looked. Not that your eyebrow ring had much to say about it.

You snapped out of your trance and turned your head as you heard footsteps coming towards you. Ah, it was Arthur. He grinned and sat down next to you. "I knew I'd find you here." You went back to staring at the sky, sighing. You were not in the mood to talk to him right now. Even if he was your best friend.

"What are you staring at?"

"The clouds." Your voice was sounding rather bland, even to yourself. You frowned as you thought it over. Arthur pulled out a little box of cigarettes and a lighter. He looked at you. "Want one?"

You shrugged. "Sure." You took one and held it out so he could light it. You both leaned back against the bench, staring at the sky, smoking. Moments passed by.

The dark clouds were right above you now. You sighed and tossed your cigarette in the bin next to Arthur. It landed right in the middle. Arthur raised an eyebrow and threw his as well. Unfortunately though, it hit the side and fell off. You giggled, not something you usually did, but hey, today was special anyway. "Oh, shut up." He glared at you.

For some reason, you started laughing even more. You clutched your stomach and doubled over. Arthur frowned and looked away. He felt like changing the topic. "So, how was your Valentines day?"

It took you a moment to stop laughing. You wiped your eyes. "Well, my date ditched me. What about you?"

"Didn't bother with one in the first place." You raised an eyebrow.

"Then shouldn't today be Singles Awareness Day?"

He grinned. "Or in other words, SAD?"

It took you a moment to get it. And when you did, you just burst out into more laughter. This time Arthur joined you. It started to rain.

"What the hell?" You looked up, and saw Arthur rubbed his eyes madly. You heard mutter something along the lines of 'stupid rain…' He looked you in the eye and you were both silent for a moment.

You both burst out laughing. You leaned on each other for support and tears were starting to form in your eyes. To anyone else, it would have looked like you were a pair of loonies laughing in the pouring rain. And that's kind of what you were, when you were with your best friends.

"Happy Valentines Day."

"Eh, screw you man."

I just had to. I don't care if it's too early, if I didn't write it, I would have gotten a writer's block :T

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