Arthur could feel himself shaking as he stared at the airplane outside the giant airport window.
He's coming home today. He thought to himself excitedly. Alfie's coming home today!
Alfred F. Jones (the man he was waiting for) had gone off to help in the war effort four months ago. Arthur had had many friends before (and still had them mind you!) but Alfred was the one person that truly understood him.
Arthur could never understand how Alfred was able to tell when his smile was genuine or fake but it was one of the reasons why Arthur had grown so close to him.
The truth was that Arthur wanted to be closer. In the time that they had known each other, Arthur had grown to love him. A lot. So much so that even Alfred's presence brightened up his day. As if he was surrounded by darkness and Alfred had come in and flicked the light on.
Arthur quickly looked down at his hands aft