Bad thought.

When the live band's show ended at midnight, it was just past 12, and I was a little upset.

It's been a long time since I've seen their show.

Arthur didn't particularly enjoy the show, but he had to pretend that he did because this is what I wanted.

He pretended to enjoy the concert so I wouldn't feel sorry for him, but I couldn't help but notice his suffering.

The only reason Arthur didn't create some nonsense excuse to go was because of me, and it was adorable that he stuck with me to the final end.

My expression was amazing during the concert, and Arthur was happy to stare at me the entire time.

One could even misinterpret Arthur's true motivation for being with me.

Others assumed Arthur was there to keep an eye on me all day, but the reason he was there in the first place was to watch a live band with me.

I had been smiling the entire time and singing as if I had written the melody that the live bands were singing...

I and Arthur are currently going back home, and I grew so fat