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11:02
Ms Hudson is coming up. Should I tell her we no longer need two bedrooms?
SH
11:02
Go ahead. She's been waiting for us to become a couple since day one.
JW
11:05
John I think something is wrong with her!
SH
11:05
Why? What's going on?
JW
11:06
She's squealing. Rather loudly.
SH
11:07
Oh. Women do that. No big deal.
JW
11:07
But she sounds like an injured pig.
SH
11:08
Sherlock!
JW
11:08
It's true.
SH
11:09
I'm sure it is. Just don't tell her that.
JW
11:10
Too late.
SH
11:10
You're really rude you know.
JW
11:11
Doesn't seem to bother her. She's clapping her hands.
SH
11:11
I knew she'd be happy.
JW
11:12
Yes. She seems thrilled.
SH
11:13
Made a rather odd comment though.
SH
11:13
What's that?
JW
11:14
She's going to buy earplugs.
SH
11:15
Oh my god.
JW
11:15
What?
SH
11:16
I never though Ms Hudson would be so cheeky.
JW
11:17
What's cheeky about it? Why does she need earplugs?
SH
11:18
The walls are thin Sherlock.
JW
11:18
So? The violin had never bothered her before.
SH
11:19
She's not talking about the violin.
JW
11:20
What then?
SH
11:20
Do I really have to spell this out for you or are you just being difficult?
JW
11:21
Yes.
SH
11:21
Yes I have to spell it out or yes you're being difficult?
JW
11:22
Yes.
SH
11:22
Fine I give up. I'll just explain.
JW
11:23
Thank you.
SH
11:24
You recall how I got Mycroft to remove phone surveillance?
JW
11:24
Of course. Your finest hour.
SH
11:25
No need to over do it.
JW
11:25
No really. It should go on your blog.
SH
11:26
No way in hell.
JW
11:26
Why not?
SH
11:27
There's such a thing a too much information.
JW
11:27
Don't be ridiculous.
SH
11:28
No. Seriously. It's not happening.
JW
11:29
Fine then. Just get back to the explanation.
SH
11:30
Right. Let's just say I plan on using a similar method to force Mycroft to remove the video surveillance of the flat.
JW
11:30
Oh. Right. Earplugs
SH
11:31
Yeah.
JW
11:31
Any chance you can come home early?
SH
Ms Hudson is coming up. Should I tell her we no longer need two bedrooms?
SH
11:02
Go ahead. She's been waiting for us to become a couple since day one.
JW
11:05
John I think something is wrong with her!
SH
11:05
Why? What's going on?
JW
11:06
She's squealing. Rather loudly.
SH
11:07
Oh. Women do that. No big deal.
JW
11:07
But she sounds like an injured pig.
SH
11:08
Sherlock!
JW
11:08
It's true.
SH
11:09
I'm sure it is. Just don't tell her that.
JW
11:10
Too late.
SH
11:10
You're really rude you know.
JW
11:11
Doesn't seem to bother her. She's clapping her hands.
SH
11:11
I knew she'd be happy.
JW
11:12
Yes. She seems thrilled.
SH
11:13
Made a rather odd comment though.
SH
11:13
What's that?
JW
11:14
She's going to buy earplugs.
SH
11:15
Oh my god.
JW
11:15
What?
SH
11:16
I never though Ms Hudson would be so cheeky.
JW
11:17
What's cheeky about it? Why does she need earplugs?
SH
11:18
The walls are thin Sherlock.
JW
11:18
So? The violin had never bothered her before.
SH
11:19
She's not talking about the violin.
JW
11:20
What then?
SH
11:20
Do I really have to spell this out for you or are you just being difficult?
JW
11:21
Yes.
SH
11:21
Yes I have to spell it out or yes you're being difficult?
JW
11:22
Yes.
SH
11:22
Fine I give up. I'll just explain.
JW
11:23
Thank you.
SH
11:24
You recall how I got Mycroft to remove phone surveillance?
JW
11:24
Of course. Your finest hour.
SH
11:25
No need to over do it.
JW
11:25
No really. It should go on your blog.
SH
11:26
No way in hell.
JW
11:26
Why not?
SH
11:27
There's such a thing a too much information.
JW
11:27
Don't be ridiculous.
SH
11:28
No. Seriously. It's not happening.
JW
11:29
Fine then. Just get back to the explanation.
SH
11:30
Right. Let's just say I plan on using a similar method to force Mycroft to remove the video surveillance of the flat.
JW
11:30
Oh. Right. Earplugs
SH
11:31
Yeah.
JW
11:31
Any chance you can come home early?
SH
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oh gosh. i know i'm a bit late to the party, but my face just turned about the same shade as a tomato. i am very glad no one's in the same room as me, so no one can see me blushing or giggling.
love the fanfic!