If Mycroft hadn’t currently been occupied with other, more pleasant things, he would have been in a very sour mood. The day had been long and aggravating. He’d been forced to repeat himself more times than he was willing to count (and he despised repeating himself), and by the end of it all he was just ready to be home. He had been able to enjoy approximately 75 minutes of being home and getting to see his darling husband, when the evening just decided he couldn’t feel relaxed, their heater went out.
Normally this wouldn’t be too much of an issue. Someone could always be there within the hour, for one, and it wasn’t winter. It had, however, gotten dramatically cooler this past week, signaling that fall was more than on its way. Their home was spacious, and with the majority of the floors not being carpeted, it took hardly any time for the house to start getting uncomfortably cold.
Mycroft had been on the verge of something ruthless and unforgiving when they were unable to get someone there to fix it. No one could come until morning. He was furious and had half a mind to make them all look for different employment, when Gregory took hold of his hands and pulled him close.
Anonymous said: I'm at work and I'm about to cry. I don't want to cry, can you say something funny?
ONE TIME AT SCHOOL LET ME REMIND YOU I GO TO AN ALL GIRLS CATHOLIC HIGH SCHOOL SO THEY ALL WEAR SHOIRT ASS SKIRTS OKAY SO ONE TIME THIS GIRL LIKE TRIPPED AND HER SKIRT FLEW UP AND MY FRIEND WAS LIKE TIFFANH GO FUCKING HELP HER UP AND I WAS LIKE PARALYZED STARING AT HER ASS AND THEN MY FRIEND WAS LIKE FUCKING SHIT TIFFANY YOU USELESS LESBIAN AND SHE LITERALLY HIT ME WITH A BIBLE AND I HAVE NO REGRETS NONE
This kills me every time
"TIFFANY YOU USELESS LESBIAN"