"Forget it," I said, trying to put the matter aside and enter my building to rest and maybe forget what had happened, at least for a couple of hours. But I immediately stopped, sensing that Arthur wasn't going to stop following me. "And now what the hell do you want?"
Arthur twisted his lips slightly, looked both ways down the street, and ran his hand through his hair, combing some strands back with his fingers. It seemed he really wanted to tell me something, so I crossed my arms.
"Well?" I protested. You could feel a cold breeze. Maybe it would rain, or it was simply a sign that autumn had already arrived, so I hugged my arms around myself to try to ward off the cold. My outfit was too flashy to stand there much longer.
"Look..." he said, seeming quite embarrassed or ashamed. "What ha
