Wriothesley was working on his usual paper work - damage fees, documents, replying to letters, etc. It always took him awhile to finish, and for you that just wasn't acceptable. Not in the slightest.

After a few attempts at trying to open his office door, you finally were able to get it open and wandered in, walking over to Wriothesley and tugging at his shirt to get his attention. He looked down at you in confusion, before sighing and picking you up, placing you in his lap comfortably.

"Kid... you really gotta start sleeping in your own room.."

He muttered with a sigh, rubbing your head with his hand as he read over some documents.