#other times...

“I have a last request, if you don’t mind.” She glances at him, startled out of her thoughts, but freezes when music suddenly drifts across the city. The sound starts low, the barest sliver of piano, before it begins to build with vocals and strings. She stares as he extends one hand to her. “Dance with me.”

Mycroft: You’re going to bed early.

Me: Yep.  I’m exhausted

Mycroft: You’re on your phone.

Me: I’m bored.

Mycroft: That’s nice, but you’re not going to get to sleep unless you put the phone down.

Me: I know...

Mycroft: I cannot force you, but you just acknowledged that I’m right.  Now what would I do if I was there?

Me:  ... -puts phone away-

Mycroft: Good girl.  Now stay in bed, and go to sleep. 

Me: I like Sebastian more, he let me stay up on my phone.

Mycroft: Looking at cat photos I’m sure, but that’s not conducive to get your proper rest.

Me:

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