quiet place

Humming an unknown but extremely familiar tune, Victoria shook her body slightly.

It's been a long time since she's done anything in the kitchen.

Jimny was her childhood friend. Although they hadn't met each other more than ten years ago, they had always kept in touch with each other by letter.

They exchanged Twitter two years ago, but neither of them pay much attention to updates, one finds it annoying and the other finds it boring.

"So, Jimny, you've been in London all this time?"

Victoria lowered her eyes and looked at the small black cake seriously. The sky was still dark outside the window, and it looked like it would be a rainy day today.

"Correct."

Making a sweet sound, Jimny's expression was very indifferent.

"Victoria! Cake!"

Sherlock yelled less loudly than before, and Victoria sighed.

Well, this time he didn't look like he was going to throw himself out of the window, he just lazily lay on the bed, yelled loudly, and didn't care if he woke up others, oh, he might have He didn't turn his head in her direction.

"I'm sorry, Jimny."

Victoria looked back, apologetically, and gave Jimny a soft smile.

"I need to deliver some cake to the kid next door first."

"It's ok."

Jimny, who knew that the next door was Sherlock's big baby, showed a sweet smile, with understanding emotions on some pale cheeks.

After changing her shoes, Victoria carried the food box and knocked on the door next door.

Watson, who was woken up by Sherlock, opened the door to Victoria with messy blond hair and a sleepy expression that couldn't wake up.

"You can't spoil him like this!"

Watson complained that Victoria was not his nanny, and even if she was his nanny, she shouldn't be asked to send him some cake at this point in time, and that damned coffee with two sugars! !

"Oh! Mr. Watson, you are the one who really dotes on him!"

Victoria blinked and chuckled.

"Oh! God!" Watson scratched his hair irritably, "I'll make him coffee!"

"Okay, I'll send the cake up."

"You know, Sherlock is just a child. Although he is annoying most of the time, people can't help pampering him in the end, and don't want him to be hurt."

"You should have the same mood as me, looking forward to his growth and wanting him to be what he is now."

"He always makes people feel conflicted."

"Isn't it?"

Watson was stunned for a while, then shook his head and smiled.

Seeing him going to make coffee, he seemed less irritable and depressed than before. Victoria slightly tightened the hand holding the food box.

It's great for Sherlock to have a friend like Watson.

Victoria raised the corner of her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She tried hard to suppress her silly mood.

"Sherlock? Can I go in?"

Knocking on the door of Sherlock's bedroom, Victoria waited at the door, she shook her toes boredly, and waited for a while.

After hesitating for a moment, she unscrewed the bedroom door, opened a gap, and looked inside.

disorganized.

kennel.

Victoria took a deep breath, feeling like she wanted to go in and clean up.

She wants to throw away everything in his bedroom, even if he gets angry, it doesn't matter, otherwise he won't restrain himself, no matter who he lives with in the future, his room will always be like this.

Annoy him once and it won't happen again, and in terms of his pride, he won't allow it to happen again.

Otherwise, he can find a basement to hide everything.

As long as the items aren't in the bedroom he sleeps in it's fine.

"Don't even think about it!"

Sherlock suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up from the bed. He strode up to Victoria and looked at her seriously. He doesn't allow anyone to touch his things!

"Then you will..." Clean up here?

"Don't even think about it!"

Again, Sherlock wanted so badly to grab the food box and slam the door shut with a bang, but Victoria wasn't John.

What a pity.

"Sherlock! Your coffee! Oh! My God! You have Victoria standing here?! Won't you invite her in?!"

Watson glared at Sherlock, wanting to splash coffee in his face.

With a strange sound in his throat, Sherlock opened all the doors, indistinctly expressing his intention to invite Victoria in.

"No, there are still guests at home, I can't just leave him at home like this."

Victoria shook her head as she handed the food box to Sherlock, watching his slender hands dangle in her sight.

"Oh! So..." Watson paused, at this point in time, he didn't know whether to say it was early or late, "Well, then you should go back quickly, next time ignore Sherlock, he will be fine in a while .”

"Wahson?"

Sherlock looked at Watson dissatisfied, what do you mean by ignoring him next time?What do you mean he will be fine by himself for a while?

"You know." She won't.

Speaking words that only Sherlock could not understand, Victoria waved her hand and returned to her home.

"What did she mean, Watson? What do you know?"

Hearing the sound of the door next door being closed, Sherlock immediately turned his head and stared at Watson. There was no reason why he didn't understand things that Watson could understand!

"Oh! This!"

Watson shrugged. He took the food box from Sherlock and walked into his room. Now that he was up, let's have this delicious cake with coffee for breakfast.

He happened to make two cups of coffee, which were supposed to be for Victoria.

"Sherlock!" Watson turned his head and shouted to Sherlock who was still wondering what Victoria meant, and he only left him two cakes.

God!He must make Mrs. Hudson ask how Victoria made such a delicious cake!That way he's in luck!

"Oh! Watson! You're better than when you first moved in..."

After grabbing the remaining two cakes, Sherlock talked about Watson's weight change, his bad relationship and work without hesitation.