AN: We're close to the end!
"I got paid today"
Both friends were over Sherlock's bed, under that dark, warm and soft duvet. While John was writing on his agenda and organizing some of the bills he was going to pay off, Sherlock was reading some old papers in order to find a case to keep his mind working.
"Oh"
"Yeah, but it takes time for the new bank system so my wage will be accredited on Monday. I'll buy a new duvet on Monday afternoon, sorry mate. You'll be having me here till Monday"
The detective shrugged, tossing all the papers he was reading to the floor.
"No problem, John. This is your free weekend, isn't it?"
"It is indeed. And I'm planning to stay here, be lazy, drink some beer and watch crap telly. You?"
Inside Sherlock was taking place a huge debate. He didn't know for sure if he should tell John about the train tickets he had booked for them. But John was planning to stay in Baker Street the whole weekend...
"Don't know yet. But I'm sure Mrs Hudson will be needing someone to help her with her yarn balls"
John giggled. And then both friends were giggling uncontrollably.
"She will. And she can even teach you how to knit"
"That's not funny, John"
"Whatever. I'm going to sleep. G'night, Holmes"
"Good night, Watson"
"Dr. Watson"
"Good night, John"