Midash067

“Dear God, no!” Francis raised an eyebrow in amusement at his old friend. Currently the two sat inside a neat little English café sipping on hot beverages. Arthur had very few friends, and out of those few he would trust very little of them with his problems. Francis, an old friend from university, just happened to be one of those select few. Their conversation, however, had developed into a little bit of an argument. “You said you found him attractive, non?” “And insufferable! He’s loud and obnoxious, and makes these absolutely terrible jokes.” He set his tea down angrily on its saucer. R