Arnold--Hey Arnold!--That one bar
When the door in the bar opens, it is almost immediately slammed shut again, by what is almost recognizable as a little boy.
His clothes are rumpled and torn, his hair is a mess, and he pauses just long enough to realize he isn't in the foyer of the boarding house and give an irritated huff before slouching over to a booth and sliding as far as he can into the seat.
Arnold had a bad day today.
His clothes are rumpled and torn, his hair is a mess, and he pauses just long enough to realize he isn't in the foyer of the boarding house and give an irritated huff before slouching over to a booth and sliding as far as he can into the seat.
Arnold had a bad day today.