Sometimes you're just in the way
"Molly, could you go somewhere else, you're in the way."
"I'm standing sixteen feet away from yuo, Sherlock."
"And I'm bothered by it."
Molly glared at Sherlock's back. She really wasn't in the mood.
"And what exactly is so bothering?" she asked, crossing her arms.
"You're breathing is rather loud," Sherlock said, not even sending a look in her direction.
"My breathing is quite normal," Molly answered, ready for another critic.
But it never came. Sherlock Holmes remained quiet.
"Is there anything else that's wrong?" she asked him.
"You're talking too much, for one," Sherlock continued. "And your presence alone ... It's disruptive."
"Then why did you come here and made me stay here two hours longer than I intended on staying here?" she asked, starting to become angry.
"I needed to test something."
"My patience?"
The room fell quiet as Molly suddenly remembered she's not being her old self. She wasn't quiet, nor was she nervous or shy around Sherlock.
"Sorry," she quickly apologized. "I'm just really tired."
"And still you use all of your energy on talking," Sherlock said and finally turned to look at her. His cold blue eyes met with her warm brown ones and they both stared at each other for a little while. That was, until Molly remembered again to be shy and looked away.
"How much time do you need?" she asked him. "I really want to go home."
"It will take me another minute or so," Sherlock said turning around. "Maybe if you move a little to the right, you won't be such a bother."
Molly raised an eyebrow, but still took a step to the right, if it will make him happy.
"A little more ..."
Molly took another step and Sherlock told her that this would be perfect.
"Just hurry up, now, or I'll probably fall asleep while standing," Molly yawned. Sherlock smirked as he took another glance at the mirror on the table, which now reflected Molly's tired image and made it possible for him to stare at her small figure while her pretended to be working. Molly appeared to be looking at him also, but thankfully she didn't notice, what he was really doing.
"Don't worry," Sherlock said. "Just standing right there, you're not at all in the way of my work."
And thus they kept staring at each other for another half an hour.
