Fridasofie

“It isn’t a double date when one of the couples is married and the other isn’t a couple, Mary, this is what you call a set up.” You protested, following your friend out to her car. Mary didn’t mention that you were dressed to the nines anyway in the lacy red number you told her you were saving for the right one. She also didn’t mention that you wore stilettos, not flats. “Oh, you’ll love him, [Name], he’s just like you. Sarcastic. Acidic. Cynical.” Mary said, shooting you a look. You chuckled and settled into your seat. For Mary, you would give this a chance. “This is hardly

You stood in the area outside Mrs. Hudson’s door staring in the mirror. You fidgeted with the bottom of your dress trying to smooth out any wrinkles in the black fabric. After it was smoothed you then ran your hands up and down the long lace sleeves trying to make the fabric lay straight. Even then you couldn’t stop yourself from fidgeting because something still felt off. The hem fell just above your knee and it felt weird not having the usual feel of jeans against your legs. You were only wearing the dress because you were taking Mrs. Hudson out to dinner and she wanted to go to this new fancy Italian restaurant. A place like th

Summary: It's a bit warmer than usual and John and Sherlock aren't too happy about it and it leads to shenanigans involving water balloons. In the flat of 221b, a certain army doctor and consulting detective were grumbling and complaining. The weather was a quite a bit hotter than usual, and with no air conditioner the heat inside was merely growing. They were very irritated with the heat, but even more irritated with you because you were paying no attention to it. “Look at her sitting there so calm and complacent, acting as if it doesn’t feel like a furnace in here,” Sherlock said to John. “Sitting right here Sher