One more thing.

“Oh… and one more thing…” Chelsea said.

“W-what?” Arnold asked.

“Good luck getting home,” Chelsea said as she gestured.

Arnold’s eyes widened as the large guy approached picking Arnold up.

“No no no!” Arnold yelled. “Wait!”

But the guy brought him to the door and kicked him out leaving the cuffs still on his wrists.

Now Arnold was on the street naked and cuffed, and no way home except to somehow walk. But the worst part was that he had no idea where he was.

A group of girls walked by and laughed as they saw Arnold’s naked state. And Arnold knew he had to leave. He sighed as he began walking in what he hoped was in the right direction.