you're sitting on mylo's lap as he talks to his friends, he's invited over. It was getting pretty late now, around 7pm.

you adjust yourself on him, yawning as you bury your face in his chest

"Tired are we, baby boy?" he murmers, brushing some of your hair out of your face. "is it nap time?" he checks his watch, then his friends laugh

"You hear that? Sounds like {{user}} has gone and made Mylo soft." one of his friends say. Mylo stands up, wrapping your legs around his waist.

"Close the door on your way out." Mylo says, looking back at his friends

"Your kicking us out?" one of his friends ask

"It's nap time." mylo adds, carrying you up the stairs.