It was a lovely Tuesday morning in central London as Brandi Preston strode confidently down Baker Street. She stopped outside the door labeled '221' and knocked briskly on the peeling wood. There was a bit of bustle inside, but soon the landlady, Mrs. Hudson, opened the door with a large smile on her face. "Brandi! Oh love has the day finally come?" Mrs. Hudson asked, wrapping her arms around Brandi.
Brandi smiled and hugged the older woman back. "Yes Mrs. Hudson, the day has finally come! They finished with the renovations on 221C yesterday. So I can finally move in!" Brandi replied happily.
"Well then get inside you! Someone like you, all skin and bones, you'll catch a cold in this sort of weather!" Mrs. Hudson fussed as she ushered Brandi into the hallway of 221.
Brandi smiled again as she hung her coat and scarf on the wrack beside the door. "So the other tenants upstairs," she said looking up the stairs to the landing. "What are their names again?"
"The loud one is Sherlock," Mrs. Hudson explained, "and the one who always wears the jumpers is John."
Brandi laughed. "Lord how would you tell them apart if they both wore jumpers and were loud at the same time?" she asked.
Mrs. Hudson chuckled as well. "Well Brandi, that would require some professional assistants."
Brandi smiled widely before pulling her keys out of her pocket and walking over to 221C's door. She glanced at Mrs. Hudson before pushing open the door and walking down the steps, Mrs. Hudson at her heels, and into her new flat.
The floors had been redone as a beautiful cherry hardwood; and the walls had been painted white with one wall painted a soft grey/silver. A thick, very large shag carpet sat in the center of the floor, and on either side of that sat an old leather sofa. A keyboard and microphone sat in one corner. The TV had been mounted above the fire place and selves hung on either side of it. But it was the wall art that truly made Brandi beam.
The wall was lined with bookshelves and posters of all of Brandi's favorite things. The posters consisted mainly of Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Supernatural, Doctor Who, Merlin, and the Avengers. Her book collection was mostly old medical journals, of course her Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings books, old Doctor Who and Avengers comics, and her extensive movie collection.
"Oh this is amazing!" Brandi exclaimed, walking around to look at all of the new things.
Mrs. Hudson nodded. "You are more into this 'pop culture' stuff than I thought you were," she noted.
Brandi rolled her eyes. "Oh come on Mrs. H, don't tell me you never read Lord of the Rings or watched a single episode of Doctor Who!" she cried.
Mrs. Hudson waved the comment off. "I'm not saying any more dear. Now you get yourself settled and I'll see you later."
Brandi nodded. "See you later, Mrs. Hudson!"
Once Mrs. Hudson was up the stairs and gone, Brandi collapsed onto the couch. Time for Netflix and not getting off the couch for as long as possible.