The Game Is On | Enola Holmes - Sherlock x Reader

Chapter 3 - A Ball

You felt your cheeks heat up from looking at the man for such a long time.

You stood there akwardly in Sherlock's apartment. It felt wrong to be standing in a stranger's place. It was incredibly messy and Enola pointed it out like it wasn't obvious

You cleared your throat to get Enola's attention

"Right... Well... I'd better get going now. It was nice seeing you as always Enola... Uh, you know where to find me if you need me at all tommorow... Uh. Well, then, goodbye" You alwardly stated as you closed the door behind you. You drew a long sigh you began to make your way home to get some rest

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You jolted yourself awake. You were on the couch. Your body was sore from the lack of cushioning your couch provided and with a pained sigh you got up.

'I seriously couldn't have walked ten extra steps to sleep in my bed' You thought to yourself while rubbing your neck in pain

You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes and made your way to make yourself a cup of tea and something to eat. 

You checked your watch that rested on your counter. 7:03

"I should probably head in today" You spoke reffering to your clothing store. It was quite popular, infact, the most popular for handmade clothing. You had a bunch of regulars who came in every week making you wonder how big their warrdrobes were 

You finished your breakfast quickly and made your way to your bedroom to pick out an outfit. You hadn't washed your clothes in a long time and you had to waer a nicer dress of yours. You sighed 

You weren't one for big fancy dresses every day  like every other woman in the world. You and Enola preffered... well, less

You made your way over to your store and unlocked it. Fabirc was lane about on the ground and counters. You scratched your head while looking at the mess. The bell rang and you quickly looked around

"Mrs. Barkley... Your, eraly today. Everything well?" You spoke to the older woman flattening your clothes out

"Oh, but of course dear, I was just hear to pick up my dress that was scheduled for today" She spoke a pleasant smile on her face

"Dress?" Your face contorted into a look of confusion and she gave you a simple nod

"Oh, right, of course, your dress" You stated a little too loudly and you made your way to the behind the counter and into another room.

There was even more fabirc and scissors and twine and what not on the floor.

You carefuly grabbed the dark green dress and its accessories and brought it up to the front counter. A look of imediate staisfaction made it's way on your customers face

"You know where the dressing room is" You spoke and she made her way over to the room

With a satisfied sigh the bell rang again. You perked up and looked over at the door.  Your heart fluttered for a moment.

You most definatley weren't expecting Sherlock Holmes to be in your store. 

His eyes scanned the room for a moment and your eyes stayed on his while they looked over every inch of your place.

A few moments went by and his eye met yours. Your eyebrows raised for some reason. 

He looked the exact same since the last time you saw him. His hair was slightly more kept and he wasn't struggling to walk properly anymore. He walked over to you, he steps just barley noticeable.

With a quick sigh you fully turned to him looking him up and down one last time before speaking

"Is there anything I can do for you sir?" You spoke while slightly tilting your head to the side.