Sofia's POV
Sherlock was very quiet these past couple of days, very quiet and confused. That freaked me out a little and what's more is that I could tell it's not from the fact that he can't deduce me (surprisingly) no, it was because of something Mycroft told him when they were in there private meeting discussing "the case". I was listening in but all I could here was a low whisper of
"That's impossible. It can't be right." from Sherlock.
The fandom side of things isn't picking up either, we're staying in this rubbishy 1 bedroom apartment that's not even on baker street, but then again it has alerted me to an out-of-character act of kindness. The only two surfaces in this cramped flats free from experiments and clutter was his bed and an ancient lumpy sofa, which I assumed I would have to sleep on, but no. Sherlock took the sofa, strange right?
He's currently out God knows where solving the green ladder case or meeting John or visiting baker Street and I was bored, very bored which may explain why I'm currently dancing badly to I love rock and roll in nearly empty cafe but still a cafe. (I'm slightly crazy if you hadn't noticed) Well I was dancing until I was rudely interrupted by a Irish dude clearing his throat.
"Ummm excuse me miss but could you just move a bit so I get to my coffee"
He was Moriarty. The Moriarty. And he wasn't in a suit or being threatening or just generally being insane. I narrowed my eyes suspiciously at him before realising he must be putting on his Jim from IT act to seem unassuming and harmless. So I felt brave.
"Sure thing, just don't go on a murderous rampage anytime soon ok?"
At this he tilted his head and looked at me, stared at me. Like a panther assessing it's prey - and now I was very much afraid. I went to exit the cafe and back to the safety of the protagonist but he grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
"Now, now sweetie don't be so rude, it's no fun when precious pieces of the game like you run away. But don't you worry dear I'll let you go for now- providing you don't tell Sherly anything you know- anything you think you know about me. I'm can't stand cheaters."
And then he let go and morphed back into harmless Jim from IT.
I only have one sentence going through my mind right now and that sentence is
The
Game
Is
On.
Im back!!! This chapter better or worse than the last? Any feedback?
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