Thirty days of Drabble. Some Sherlolly snippets to enjoy.
No. 1 - Chemical Reaction
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When the chemistry professor walked into the lecture hall, there was a collective stir from every female present except one. Seated in the front row, Molly Hooper had her head down and her nose buried inches from her iPad. She was totally oblivious to what was going on about her until a few minutes later her attention was alerted by a deep voice calling her name. She looked up. The man on the dais was beautiful. There were no other words needed to describe him.
"OH:" she managed to squeak. She opened her mouth again to ask him to repeat the question, but before she could say anything, the professor shook his head.
"No, Miss Hooper, adding oxygen would not be advisable. Unless of course you were planning on making a bomb?" he asked in a sarcastic voice.
Molly turned beet red. "No sir, I- I mean …" she stuttered helplessly.
The professor called another name and received the correct response. Molly sank down in her seat
totally mortified. Her first day at uni and already her chemistry instructor thought she was hopeless. She sat up and straightened her shoulders. She would show him … she looked down at her syllabus. She would show Mr. S. Holmes that she was no dummy. He would not catch her unaware again!
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A/N for a look at the Chemistry Professor, go to by tumblr at: . /6556e4b33504b3acda0b663f9d749d01/tumblr_n39o04xSkS1swh682o1_