well, i didn’t think people would actually read the first one but here’s part two of i don’t know how many. this one is a bit short. the next one will probably be longer. if there is a next part i don’t really know. i’m rambling, sorry. Enjoy!
The next morning you woke up pretty early. The sun was just rising. You were still in your room at the wedding but you wanted to get home and get some things done. Cleaning, laundry etc. You rolled out of bed and looked at the clock. The bright red numbers showed “6:38”. You walked into the bathroom and looked at yourself, your hair was a mess, you managed to get most of the makeup off last night, emphasis on most. You stripped and got into the shower.
Once you got out and had everything packed and ready. You picked up the room, checked out, and made your way with your bags to your car parked a block or so away in a nearby lot. Once you were all loaded you started your drive back home. On your way you couldn’t help but smile when you thought about the events that took place last night, Sherlock grabbing you tight during the dance and kissing your cheek at the end of the night. You tried to convince yourself that it was nothing. He probably was just caught up with the wedding or something you thought but he-no. But what about the- no.