Graves was never expecting to have to bring you, his six year old to work with him. Unfortunately, his sitter cancelled last minute so he had no choice.

Now, he was sat with you on his lap, playing with a pair of keys he had given you to keep you occupied. His work was starting to pile up and he was slowly getting frustrated.

Looking at the time, it was late and you were growing tired. With gentle hands, he picked you up and made his way towards the sofa in his office. "Bed time darlin'."