Mycroft: With Me

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*Your​ ​p.o.v.*


I​ ​was​ ​super​ ​nervous​ ​for​ ​my​ ​interview​ ​today.​ ​I'm​ ​an​ ​extremely​ ​confident​ ​individual​ ​but still,​ ​I​ ​was​ ​a​ ​little​ ​nervous.​ ​I​ ​mean,​ ​I'm​ ​interviewing​ ​to​ ​be​ ​the​ ​assistant​ ​to​ ​a​ ​rather​ ​important person​ ​in​ ​the​ ​British​ ​government.​ ​If​ ​the​ ​interview​ ​went​ ​well,​ ​I'd​ ​have​ ​a​ ​great​ ​job​ ​that​ ​would​ ​look killer​ ​on​ ​my​ ​resumé.


I​ ​put​ ​on​ ​a​ ​black​ ​pencil​ ​skirt,​ ​with​ ​a​ ​purple​ ​long-sleeved​ ​blouse​ ​tucked​ ​into​ ​it.​ ​I​ ​put​ ​a
blazer​ ​over​ ​it​ ​and​ ​wore​ ​flats.​ ​I​ ​grabbed​ ​my​ ​keys​ ​and​ ​made​ ​my​ ​way​ ​out​ ​of​ ​my​ ​flat.​ ​I​ ​flagged​ ​down a​ ​taxi​ ​and​ ​gave​ ​the​ ​cab​ ​driver​ ​the​ ​address.​ ​Once​ ​the​ ​cab​ ​driver​ ​arrived​ ​at​ ​the​ ​destination,​ ​I​ ​pulled out​ ​some​ ​cash​ ​from​ ​my​ ​bra.​ ​I​ ​handed​ ​it​ ​to​ ​him​ ​and​ ​said,​ ​"Keep​ ​the​ ​change."​ ​He​ ​lookedastonished​ ​and​ ​said,​ ​"Thank​ ​you​ ​miss.​ ​This​ ​is​ ​a​ ​generous​ ​tip."​ ​I​ ​smiled​ ​and​ ​said,​ ​"You​ ​deserve​ ​it. Have​ ​a​ ​wonderful​ ​day."​ ​I​ ​got​ ​out​ ​of​ ​the​ ​cab​ ​and​ ​made​ ​my​ ​way​ ​into​ ​the​ ​building,​ ​taking​ ​a​ ​deep breath​ ​to​ ​calm​ ​myself.


I​ ​walked​ ​over​ ​to​ ​the​ ​receptionist's​ ​desk​ ​and​ ​said,​ ​"I'm​ ​here​ ​for​ ​an​ ​interview​ ​with​ ​Mycroft Holmes."​ ​She​ ​looked​ ​at​ ​me​ ​and​ ​said,​ ​"Good​ ​luck.​ ​That​ ​man​ ​has​ ​impossible​ ​standards​ ​and​ ​has turned​ ​down​ ​every​ ​other​ ​interviewee.​ ​Who​ ​knows,​ ​maybe​ ​you'll​ ​be​ ​the​ ​one​ ​person​ ​he​ ​decides can​ ​handle​ ​him...Anyway,​ ​follow​ ​me​ ​to​ ​his​ ​office."​ ​She​ ​got​ ​up,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​followed​ ​her​ ​to​ ​the​ ​doors​ ​of Mycroft's​ ​office.​ ​She​ ​walked​ ​away,​ ​and​ ​I​ ​took​ ​a​ ​deep​ ​breath.​ ​I​ ​knocked​ ​and​ ​a​ ​voice​ ​said,​ ​"Enter." I​ ​took​ ​another​ ​deep​ ​breath​ ​and​ ​walked​ ​inside.​ ​I​ ​closed​ ​the​ ​door​ ​behind​ ​me​ ​and​ ​walked​ ​to the​ ​front​ ​of​ ​his​ ​desk.​ ​He​ ​looked​ ​up​ ​from​ ​his​ ​papers​ ​and​ ​stood​ ​up.​ ​He​ ​extended​ ​his​ ​arm​ ​and​ ​said, "You​ ​must​ ​be​ ​_____."​ ​I​ ​shook​ ​his​ ​hand​ ​and​ ​said,​ ​"Yes,​ ​sir.​ ​That's​ ​me."​ ​I​ ​let​ ​go​ ​of​ ​his​ ​hand​ ​and took​ ​a​ ​seat.


*****


After​ ​thirty​ ​minutes,​ ​Mycroft​ ​stopped​ ​asking​ ​questions.​ ​I​ ​felt​ ​the​ ​interview​ ​went​ ​well,​ ​but it​ ​was​ ​still​ ​a​ ​little​ ​nerve​ ​wracking​ ​to​ ​see​ ​whether​ ​or​ ​not​ ​I​ ​actually​ ​got​ ​the​ ​job.​ ​Mycroft​ ​looked over​ ​my​ ​files​ ​one​ ​more​ ​time​ ​and​ ​then​ ​looked​ ​back​ ​up​ ​at​ ​me.​ ​"You​ ​have​ ​been​ ​by​ ​far​ ​the​ ​most impressive​ ​applicant.​ ​The​ ​job​ ​is​ ​yours.​ ​You​ ​start​ ​tomorrow​ ​at​ ​8​ ​a.m.​ ​sharp.​ ​Don't​ ​be​ ​late,"​ ​he said.​ ​I​ ​smiled​ ​and​ ​said,​ ​"I​ ​won't​ ​be​ ​late.​ ​Thank​ ​you​ ​so​ ​much.​ ​I​ ​won't​ ​let​ ​you​ ​down."​ ​I​ ​shook​ ​his hand​ ​one​ ​more​ ​time​ ​before​ ​exiting​ ​the​ ​room.

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