Sherlock Holmes and the woman who loved him

11. Empty your pockets

Today was Saturday . The Saturday . The Saturday I was meeting up with my awkward handsome stranger and by god this weekend couldn't come fast enough .

All week all I listened to was Sherlock ranting on and on about how statistically me and Tom would never work out and how a woman of my standards shouldn't be chasing men and that I've an important job and I shouldn't be focusing on my love life that I should be focusing on the state of our country . Blah blah blah

Tom and I had chatted on the phone earlier today he said to look pretty and that he'd pick me up at six for dinner . So naturally when the clock stuck four I made myself lunch so I wouldn't be that hungry on our date and Tom would think that I was a fat monkey , after all I wanted him to like me not run away in fear .

Sherlock and John where on a case . The two of them left the flat bickering as per usual . Sherlock grabbing his coat and storming out not even muttering a fair well , John much nicer than Sherlock waved goodbye before slamming the door and running down the stairs after Sherlock . 

I left some soup in the pot just in case Sherlock or John wanted some when they came home which more than likely just meant John as it was very rare Sherlock ate which was not good for him yet he insisted that digesting food slowed down his skills . I made extra sandwiches and wrapped them up also for the boys for when they came in from their long day on a case .

I sat down on the couch placed my plate and bowl on the coffee table and took in the silence . There was rarely a moment of silence in our flat . The only time I had peace and quite was when the boys went out or Sherlock was in his mind palace and even at that he would often mutter gibberish to no one in particular .

I've had enough of the silence and decided to turn on the tv and much to my excitement one of my favorite tv shows was on . I'm not exactly allowed watch it when Sherlock is home because he said it's rotting my brain but Jeremy Kyle was defiantly one of the best Tv shows on the Telly , Sherlock didn't approve because it's trash television and I agree but sometimes you really do just have to take the load off and relax something Sherlock clearly dosnt know how to relax. What does that man even do to relax ? God only knows . Do I care not really .

By the time I checked the time on my phone it was fifteen minutes past five and if Tom was coming here at six o clock I had to start getting ready now.

I put my dishes in the dish washer and decided taking a shower was probably a good idea . Not going to lie in the shower I had my own little concert singing , dancing , background vocals and all . Getting out of the shower I wrapped a big fluffy towel around me and began drying my hair .

This was my first date in forever and I wanted to look good . I dried my hair with the hair dryer and curled it lightly . Just so it looked like I put enough effort into it but you know not too much effort . I applied light makeup you know the basics foundation,  powder , mascara and lip gloss I never wore heavy makeup never mind knew how to apply it . If I tried to do a full face of makeup I would resemble a clown from the circus.

I could hear the door downstairs slam and two sets of foot steps stomp up the stairs . The door was unlocked and swung open . "Home" John shouted from outside . I finished my makeup and stepped into the hallway in only a towel . Hoping the the boys wouldn't see me partially nude. 

I opened the bedroom door and checked the time quarter to six . Okay I've fifteen minutes to get dressed . I picked out a little black strapless dress because you can never go wrong with one of them and a pair of nude strap of stilettos to go with . The dress stopped about mid thigh and clung to my body not my usual attire but it mad me look some what feminine compare to my usual shirts and jeans and hopefully Tom would like it.