After Greg texted Myc in the morning he got ready for work. The falsely cheery voice in his head was quite up until he made himself some toast 'that was fun last night!' It said and he agreed with it 'shame that he only did it out of pity' it said and he sighed, yeah he should know that it isn't but he couldn't help but think that that was the truth. He shook his head 'shut up! It wasn't out of pity' he tells himself as he eats his toast. The voice in his head just went on saying how it was out of pity. He ignored it as he went to work. At lunch he texted Myc
'Hey Mycroft, I know this is an odd question, was last night for real or was it out of pity?-GL'
He cringes at his wording but hits send anyway. Donavan brung him a salad "hey how was your dinner with the British government?" She asks, she only met Myc once or twice so she only knows that he's super powerful in the government.
"Oh, it was pretty good.." he says as he looks away, fighting the urge to say that it was all out of pity.
"Greg, there's something on your mind...tell me what's up" she says sitting down on the opposite side of his desk, sick and tired of Greg avoiding answering her. He sighs,
"Okay, the dinner went well.." he says and Sally nods
"Go on..." she says and he sighs again
"Well, it's just... he's so fancy, and successful and handsome, I don't think he'd be interested in someone like me..." Greg mumbles out and Sally frowns and sighs
"Okay, how did the date end?" She asks as she she starts to eat encouraging Greg to eat as well .
"Well I said I'd invite him in but my house is kinda messy and he said maybe next time"
He says as he takes a small bite
"See? That means he's interested" she says and he sighs
"But what if he's not? What if he's just trying to make me feel better?" He asks and Sally sighs heavily
"Greg. You're an idiot, he said he's interested in another date! I can tell he's not a man who'd lie to make someone feel better" she says as she continues to eat "here let me ask him" she holds out her hand and he hands her his phone
'Hey this is Sally Donovan from the Yard, my boss is a dumb dumb and thinks you just went out with him out of pity so uh please text back and tell him otherwise-SD'
"There, done. He'll respond and you'll finally get your answer" she says, putting his phone down and pointing her fork at Greg "now eat" she says and Greg nods
"Alright mom" he says jokingly and both him and Donovan laugh and he starts to eat, he doesn't finish his salad but comes close Sally notices and smiles at him
"Alright boss, you still have ten minutes left of lunch, call Mycroft and tell him how you're feeling" she says and he nods "will do" he says and she opens the door
"And Sally?" He asks and she stops "Yeah?"
"Thank you" He says softly and she smiles "no problem Greg"
Once she leaves the office he calls Myc, it goes to voicemail which causes him to panic further and he rambles through a message to Myc at the end of it he mumbles what sounds like a goodbye and hits the end button his hands were shaking so much he could barely do it. He tries to calm himself down but can't, he ends up in his chair with a few more cuts on his arm, they start out shaky but even out at the last one. 'I'll have to hide these from Myc' he thinks as he rolls down his sleeve but then shakes his head 'who are you kidding, he doesn't want to see you, you're a mess and a slob' he thinks to himself as he starts his paperwork again.
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