Sherlock and John went downstairs.
"Hello," John said.
"Hello," Melody said.
"This isn't a hotel," Sherlock said bending down to look her in the eye.
"How did you know that I'm looking to stay somewhere?," Melody asked.
"You're luggage,"
"Someone told my parents, I could stay here while my parents are working,"
"What? Who?,"
"I don't remember his name. Started with an M. Reminded me of Mine craft,"
"Mycroft?," John asked.
"That was him,"
"Alright. Come on," Sherlock said as the three just went upstairs.
Once they got upstairs Sherlock gave her the T.V. remote, and a bag of chips with some water.
"Okay just Stay there. Watch T.V. Eat those chips, stay out of the rooms and we'll be right back," Sherlock said and ran out if the flat.
"Just so you know. He's usually... always like this," John said and followed Sherlock.
Melody shrugged and turned on the T.V.