Lena Keshvari

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Henry the Snail

Henry

Henry couldn't help but chuckle as he slowly came to a stop beside Arthur. "What are you doing?", asked Henry teasingly.

"Why do you have to ask such silly questions, I'm queuing ofcourse!",replied Arthur.

"I can see that," replied Henry, "why?".

"For a ticket," said Arthur, about to loose his patience with Henry.

"Like this you mean," replied Henry holding out two tickets.

"Well why didn't you tell me then?", asked Arthur quite annoyed as he followed Henry away from the queue.

"You went off too fast, didn't give me a chance to tell you"

"That's it I'm definitely going to buy you a skate board," said Arthur with a huff...