*buzz* *buzz*
*buzz* *buzz*
"Mmmm..." Victoria sleepily squinted in the bluish darkness of her bedroom at the phone on her nightstand. The screen glowed, notifying her that she had gotten a text. She groaned and reached over to the device.
4:10 a.m.
She blinked slowly, trying to wake up enough to comprehend that someone was texting her at such an ungodly hour.
1 unread message
Sherlock Holmes
Of course.
She sat up in bed and opened the message.
I need 1 kg of unused pink erasers ASAP -SH
Victoria yawned and placed her phone on her lap to rub her face. "Why..." She murmured to herself before picking her phone back up and texting him back.
Sherlock, where would I get a kilo of erasers?
Almost immediately her phone buzzed again.
You are a teacher, are you not? It really shouldn't be that difficult. -SH
Victoria rolled her eyes.
Can you wait a few hours?
*buzz* *buzz*
No. -SH
Then get the erasers yourself.
She locked her phone and laid back down.
What was she dreaming about before she had been woken up? Her mind tried to grasp at the wisps of dream left behind her eyes.
*buzz* *buzz*
She tried to ignore it.
*buzz* *buzz*
*buzz* *buzz*
"Why..." She whimpered, reaching over to her phone.
Why would I do that when you are perfectly capable of doing it for me? -SH
I'm busy.-SH
It's for a case.-SH
Then you are going to have to wait. I'm going back to sleep now. Goodnight, Sherlock.
*buzz* *buzz*
Goodnight. -SH
