After finishing my cup of tea Mrs. Hudson so kindly prepared, I decided; if Sherlock is out having fun, or what he considers as fun, I can stay in and have fun. I dialed up Sarah.
"Hey Sara?"
"Hello, John. I haven't spoken to you in a while"
"Sorry…again"
"Nevermind that, what do you want?" I invited her over for dinner despite her slightly off-putting attitude. When she asked what we were having I realized I hadn't taken that into consideration, and we didn't have any edible food around the house.
"You can pick up whatever you like" I said apparently not grasping how foolish that was because then she asked incredulously,
"YOU want ME to pick up something to have dinner at YOUR house?" I hadn't properly spoken to a girl in over a month, in that time just with Sherlock my social cues had clearly taken a hit.
"Sorry Sara, if you want, you can come over and we'll go together" Finally after a long winded hesitant pause she agreed. She arrived a few moments later.
"How have you been John?"
"Good. Great, yourself?"
"Fine, thanks" she paused and looked past me "Your friend not joining us today?" I let out a chuckle
"No, not today" I assured, she smiled and said
"Good, then let's go!" I got on my jacket and yelled back to Mrs. Hudson
"If Sherlock comes back, tell him I've gone out," I opened the front door "On a date."
"Sure thing dear"
"With a girl" I added finally before following Sarah out the door. We then made our way down Baker Street, in the rain, hand in hand.
I wonder what Sherlock is doing.