Molly gets a makeover.
Molly resented the fact that Sherlock's presence had taken up so much space in her life. Now that she was actively avoiding him, she felt a bit alone. But she wasn't going to admit that her life was missing something because he didn't deserve that much credit. She had a life before him, so she could have one after him, too.
She sat on her sofa, watching crap telly with Toby in her lap. The show that was currently playing was one of those silly, predictable ones. The audience was screaming for the host to reveal some rather sensitive information about his guest and he was teasing them by prolonging the news.
It was a stupid show and Molly wasn't really paying attention. Her mind was still on her previous outburst towards Sherlock. She didn't feel bad about it because he'd had it coming. There was only so much hurt she could take from him and three days ago, she had finally reached her limit.
Sherlock tried calling her a few times, texted her as well, but she refused to pick up the phone. Her pain was still raw and she knew that it would be a bad idea to accept any calls from tge detective just yet. Eventually she'd allow him back into her life, but she couldn't see how they'd be anything but casual acquaintances.
The petite brunette sighed and blew at a stray piece of hair away from her head. "I guess I need to get my hair trimmed again. It's gotten pretty long. I just might get some new clothes, too. Some of my old stuff needs to be replaced and there should be good sales going on now."
Hopefully, it'd help her get her mind off Sherlock...
Hours later, Molly came back to her flat feeling refreshed and, at the risk of sounding cliche, like a new woman. Shopping had turned out to be a very good idea after all and so had her haircut.
Once she set her purchases down on the table in the living room, Molly went into her bedroom and stood in front of the full length mirror. Her hair had been cut quite short and was slightly below chin length and she even sported a fringe.
The last time she had a fringe was back in primary school and it made her look like a baby. But this fringe made her look sexy and a bit sophisticated. The light brown highlights made her eyes pop and did wonders for her complexion as well. Molly kept a lock of of her hair for safekeeping and she held it in her hand.
In the new clothes she wore - a slim fitting pink colored jumper, soft brown trousers with a criss cross pattern on the sides of the thighs, black ankle boots - she felt more confident. Normally, Molly wasn't the type to do something as drastic as a makeover because she had always thought that such things were frivolous. But after her last encounter with Sherlock, she'd done some intensive evaluating and decided that she was tired of being a put upon for him.
The old Molly Hooper was gone and in her place was a woman who was a bit more assertive. She would still wear some of her older clothes because she wasn't ashamed of them, but she was determined not to let anything get to her now. That confidence would be spoken through her future choice of clothing too, which was another reason why she decided to buy new ones.
All of the hurtful things Sherlock had said to her over the years danced around in her brain. The worst had been at that Christmas party, of course. Molly remembered the callous way Sherlock deduced her, mentioning her lack of lips and breasts. It still stung after his apology. That had been very surprising, too.
Sherlock Holmes apologizing.
The sound of his voice and the regret in his eyes in that moment told her that he meant what he said after he kissed her. Molly sighed and ran a hand through her hair. Well, that was all in the past and it didn't matter now. Sherlock was going to be sorry the next time he saw her. She was a different woman and the next time he saw her, he'd be shocked.
In retrospect, shopping hadn't gotten Sherlock out of her mind for very long, but one thing was certain. It was definitely going to take a lot more than a simple apology for him to get back in her good graces.
