Midnight

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Avery was enjoying this far, far too much.
‘So bored. Let’s do something. – Avery’ she sent him, at midnight before going to bed.
It was so fun. Unfortunately, it would have to come to an end. That’d be the last suggestive text she’d send. Not that it was too suggestive. She wasn’t that dedicated. She would visit tomorrow and see how her favourite couple was going. So no more texts.
She stretched and lay back, wondering how nice it would be for Sherlock to have someone he trusted….and maybe even loved, someone he cared about more than his cases. She smiled as she drifted off.
How sweet. 

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