Y/N POV
The flat wasn't as bad as I thought. It was actually quite nice, I mean it may be the basement part of the apartment, its still pretty nice. And the land lady was very polite, Mrs. Hutson, thats what her name was. She was an old lady but she wasn't old, nimble, fragile, she was a woman in her late 50s, just trying to live with a detective who gets high every so often to relieve himself from boredom.
The Consulting Detective, so thats what he calls himself. I rolled my eyes as I looked at through his file.
William Sherlock Scott Holmes, that's a mouthful. What is it and these Holmes boys not taking their first name? I thought. I looked at the photo inside the file
Hmm damn it. Why is he so attractive?
WHAMP
Ah the front door, but I don't move from my spot, sitting in the middle of the room. I heard voices, a very light one, Ms. Hudson, and two new voices, one more masculine then the other, so pretty boy is home then."You have a new neighbor Sherlock!" Ms. Hudson reported. So much for staying low. Thanks Hudders.
"So do you still need me then or..?" the other voice asked.
"Well of course, she's just a neighbor. I doubt she would bother us." the darker voice said. I can hear you smirking dumbass.
"Who is she?" Sherlock asked. "Oh just some girl, she moved in a bit ago, quite a young one Sherlock so please be nice to her."
"I'm always nice, Ms. Hudson", he sounded.. a little offended.
DINGAnddd thats my phone
MINECRAFTHow are you liking the flat?
(Y/N)
One of your boys killed Robert. Expect someone not coming into work soon.
MINECRAFT
Robert..?
(Y/N)
Plant. Also yo home boy there has a new flatmate. Wanting to get rid of me already?
MINECRAFT
Just stay your position.
(Y/N)
Hmmhmmm Im bored.
MINECRAFT
Well a certain someone is about to knock on your door, you better answer it.
(Y/N)
Is that a threat?
MINECRAFT
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