I couldnt help noticing the way he looked at me...when ever I was writing up a blog I would catch him looking at me, and whenever I turned and looked at him he would pretend to make deductions on what I did before I went to baker street. "Sherlock..what are you doing why do you keep staring at me?" I asked him. " I'm stareing at you because your my blogger, and" he mumbled something under his breath. I couldn't hear what he said. "and they're deductions, just deductions am I correct or not sherlock?"I asked. he then responded "yes there deductions just deductions"
