"Achoo!"
Arthur sneezed loudly, sending water from the watering can in his hand spraying wildly. He quickly pulled a nearby mat with his foot to wipe the water dripping on the floor before his grandfather descended with a train of whinings.
He managed to hide the water stain, but not his smeeze.
"What's wrong?" Ashley tilted her head, peeking out behind a newspaper from the couch. "Someone talking about you?"
"Uhh...maybe?" Arthur blinked and looked up, wondering if Hannah and Eugene were mentioning him somewhat.
The thought brought a subtle smile to his face, softening his expression. He was a bit frustrated that he couldn't come to watch Hannah's practice, but his grandfather was spamming his inbox with questions about his absence, so...
"What the hell?" Ashley, who could see Arthur's profile from where she sat, arched her brow high. "You used to grumble at the thought of someone talking about you."
