The next time Sherlock saw her she was wrapped up like a parcel. Hat, coat, scarf, mittens, even her boots had a fur trim.
'I'm Lottie.' she mumbled through her scarf, as she sat down. She spoke through her scarf not because she was shy. She was just trying to stay warm.
'Hello Charlotte.'
'Can I be your friend?' she asked softly. Her wool covered hands twisting together slowly. A nervous habit perhaps?
'Yes, I'd like that.' he said. The twitching stopped.
'Good.'
And that is how Sherlock and Lottie became friends. :D they are so cute in my head I can't do it justice!