Mycroft didn’t understand how it had come to this.
Him and Gregory outside in his back garden preparing to play Rugby. Well, he knew how it started. It started when Greg ran up to him, red faced and sweating and asked if he knew anything about Rugby to which he replied, “The Rugby Football Union or RFU formed mid 1800s to unify-”
“Yeah, yeah do you know to play Rugby?” Mycroft shook his head, wishing it were possible to redirect the conversation but Greg’s hand was firmly gripping his arm and he was already tugging gently, grinning and looking so painfully excited that Mycroft knew he stood no chance. “Then I’ll teach you!”
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