saturday // mystrade

Don't get caught.

Greg flung open his window and slid
down the tree. Two days after getting grounded and he was already sneaking out
'Good job Greg, that'll make your mum forgive you, great plan!'
Still, he couldn't be expected to stay in the house on a Saturday night, could he?
His feet hit the ground and he looked up at his window one last time before running towards Dimmock's house.
Dimmo was waiting out front at his car

"Ready?"

Greg nodded and jumped in.
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Mycroft was considering killing someone just to get away from this place. He had already been here for 2 hours. How adults could stand around and talk for that long was beyond him.

"Mycroft dear! Come here a moment!"

Mycroft groaned inwardly and approached his mother.

"Yes Mummy?"

"Your Father and I agreed that you are not required to stay here. You may leave. But I want you back at the manor before 2 in the morning, are we clear?"

"Yes Mummy. Thank you."

Mycroft couldn't leave fast enough. Anthea texted him as soon as he left.

'Party down at Anderson's place. I know your not the big social type, but it'd be good for you to get away.'

'Can you pick me up?
-MH'

'Yeah. Where?'

'The tea place downtown
-MH'

'On my way'