When Sherlock and John find they have a new person living in the flat above him, Sherlock is forced to socialise with her. How will he take it?


1. Moving in

Ok, this was it. A start to a new life. I was ready, so ready for this. I looked up and down the road, Baker Street, looking for house 221B. Ahh yes, I had spotted it, right next door to a little café. Perfect. I strode up to the house and knocked defiantly on the door with the lion head door knocker. A little old lady opened the door, not especially old, perhaps middle aged. She had a wrinkled face and fluffy blond-brown hair. "Ah Miss Belton?" She asked, her eyes crinkling, "that's me!" I replied, smiling at her. She seemed really sweet. I looked her up and down, she wore a black pencil skirt with a white blouse tucked in, stubby purple heels and a purple cardigan. Not a trace of fur on her clothes, so no pets. Crumbs down her shirt, she had been in a rush earlier, not had time to wipe down, busy for what? Her heels were scuffed, perhaps half a year old. Cardigan, from the Summer collection, fairly new then. I snapped back into life, "what?" I repeated. "Would you like me to show you to your flat dear?" She asked. "Oh yes please. And sorry, I didn't catch your name." I replied, "mrs Huddson." She spoke, leading the way up the stairs.

"So this is your flat, there's two bedrooms, a kitchen, living room and dining room as well as a utility room including a washer and dryer. The main bedroom has a double bed, a large wardrobe and a small desk. The second bedroom, a single bed and lounge chair. Sitting room, two sofas, T.V. The kitchen and dining room, a table, hob, oven, countertops and a small T.V. Happy?" Mrs Huddson explained, giving me a brief tour of the flat. "It's perfect!" I told her. "Ah yes and there's something else..." The old lady started but trailed off, "yes?" I promoted her. "Well there are two rather...peculiar young men living below you...well I suppose I should better leave you to it then, I live down on the ground floor if you ever need me." And she disappeared out the door. I looked around the apartment, drinking in every thing. It was perfect.

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