[Mycroft sighs. She doesn't seem to be a particularly useful person besides her seamstress skills, and he doesn't have time for people who aren't useful. He's tempted to simply hang up, but then again, he's not his brother. Just because she was too cheerful didn't mean she was a write-off. Besides, he could definitely use a seamstress in the future, the sorry state of his suit was a burden he disliked thinking about.
Of course, he couldn't exactly say any of this out loud, nor did he want to drive her off entirely, so he simply looked at the text file and typed the following in response to her greeting. It seemed like an appropriate reply.:]
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Of course, he couldn't exactly say any of this out loud, nor did he want to drive her off entirely, so he simply looked at the text file and typed the following in response to her greeting. It seemed like an appropriate reply.:]
( ・_・)ノ
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[They're going to be best friends, she can tell.]
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He better skip out now before he ends up insulting one of the few people who could fix his precious suit.]
GOodBy. ( ・_・)ノ