Molly was miserable. She was 33 with no husband, or fiancé not even a boyfriend. She had no friends, of which she was particularly close to. Molly was on her own apart from Toby.
The only good thing was her work, and even that was being ruined by the one and only Sherlock Holmes, Another thing making Molly miserable the gorgeous, genius that was Mr Sherlock Holmes. The arrogant prick.
It was Sunday she had no work to go to, no-one to go out and have a coffee with, she was feeling truly and utterly sorry for herself. So molly flumped onto the sofa Ben and Jerry's in hand ,Toby on her lap and turned the T.V onto her favourite program of the moment; Dinner Date.
Watching Dinner Date gave Molly an idea, when the show finished. Molly fished her laptop out of her work bag, turned it on and applied for the show.
Sorry, if it is completely awful.
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