Mr Linton, tomorrow you don't need to show up at work. I have a slight headache and flu.
Read 11:34 p.m.
WHAT?
Read 11:35
A day off means "a day without salary" - friendly reminder.
Read 11:35
FLU? Wait. So... you're not kidding? I really don't have to go to work?
Read 11:36
Yes. Enjoy your day off.
Read 11:37
NO! You're sick, so you need a caretaker. I'm coming to your house right now.
Read 11:37
Mr LINTON! Stay home. I'm not a baby.
Read 11:39
Oh yes, you are. You're my baby. ;)
Read 11:39
Mr Linton, cease it immediately! I don't need anyone's help. I can make a tea myself.
Read 11:40
Nope. I'm still coming. I'm making you soup right now. Meanwhile you snuggle up in your warm blankets. When I get there we can Netflix and chill. 🙃
Read 11:40
I DON'T DO "Netflix and chill".
Read 11:40
There's a first time for everything. ;)
Read 11:42
...you're not going to give up, are you?
Read 11:43
Nope. 😁
Read 11:44
You still won't be paid for this.
Read 11:44
Of course not, sir. How could I think that?
Read 11:45
Indeed. Do you know where my house is located?
Read 11:45
No, but I have my own ways. 👀
Read 11:47
It's Kensington Palace Gardens...
Read 11:48
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Dear Mr Ambrose (A Storm and Silence fanfiction)
Short Story[Highest rank: #1 in S&S fanfiction.] Storm and Silence one shots written in dialogues. What would have happened if Lilly and Rikkard lived in the 21st century London? The answer is simple: They would use phones and text... A LOT. *** The book '...
