"Poop," Victoria cursed, her kindergarten teacher mindset censoring her words. She picked up the-thankfully-closed box of erasers she had dropped and tried to balance that along with another box and a coffee cup in her arms as she locked her classroom door.
"Need some help?" A voice spoke up from behind her.
She turned around at smiled, "As a matter of fact, I would love some." She handed him the eraser boxes. "You're quite handsome today. Anything going on?"
The handsome man that was assisting Victoria was the one and only Burt Dawson, her coworker and best work friend.
He smiled, "Can't I just look good every once in a while?" He asked her, walking with her to the parking lot. "I think I look quite handsome every day, thank you." He added.
"You know what I mean!" Victoria laughed. "Freshly pressed shirt, expensive cologne, pants that you've probably lint rolled into oblivion judging from the abnormal cleanliness..." She rose her eyebrows.
Burt sighed dramatically. "Nothing goes by you without notice, Vicky..." He shook his head. "I have a coffee date," He grinned.
"Look at you!" Victoria elbowed him. "Who is the lucky man?"
He bit his lip. "Someone..."
"Someone...?"
"That I met..."
"That you met...?"
"What are these erasers for anyway?" Burt changed the subject.
"You met him on that gay phone app, didn't you?" Victoria shot him a look. Something about meeting people online just rubbed her the wrong way. She heard to many horror stories... Especially from Sherlock.
"If I hear from Sherlock that you got murdered on your date, I'm not going to mourn. It's your own fault. I wouldn't even help Sherlock with the case." Victoria sniffed.
"Sherlock!" Burt grinned. "Why can't I have a coffee date with him?"
Sherlock showed up at their school once on a case about child molestations. He managed to be a substitute teacher for a few days, capturing Burt's interest in the process.
"Who can resist those cheekbones? Those eyes? That voice?" He had asked her when she found out about his little crush. "No one!"
"He's on a case, but I'll send him your love."
"And my number. Send him my number too."
Victoria laughed and unlocked her as they approached it. "Thanks for this."
"No problem! I had some time to kill." Burt shrugged and handed her the boxes before leaving with a wave.
She pulled her phone out of her pocket and sat in her car.
Calling Sherlock...
"What?"
She rolled her eyes. "I have the erasers. I'm going to stop by and get some food on the way home. Do you want anything?"
"I don't eat while I am on a case."
"You need to eat something, Sherlock. You're human." She sighed.
"Buy me what you want but I won't promise I'll eat any of it."
"Fish and chips?" She offered.
"Sure. Hurry with the food. I want my erasers."
"Okay."
"I hate waiting."
"I know. I'm going."
"Goodbye."
"Bye."
She smiled to herself and placed the phone in her cup holder before starting the car.
R&R lovelies