Taking his phone off his mind, Arthur continued walking aimlessly around town. Though, as much as he tried, his mind went back to the text. How was he supposed to respond?
[text: Cap ] I’ll look into it.
He could use some, At least he had a destination now.
He glanced at his text for a moment and went back to his game. Crossy Roads never let him down, usually, and having the Queen’s Guard character run into trains was quite therapeutic. Yet, where it helped his anger it did little to distract his mind as it kept drifting back to the small hope that Arthur would show up.
‘You’re so hopeless, Jones… So hopeless indeed.’