sherlockshousekeeper:

Olivia sat across the aisle and the same side as Molly and gave her a little smile. “Hey.” She gave a small wave and looked at the floor. “I got some time off from scrubbing floors so I thought I’d go exploring. You okay?”

Molly knew the woman in front of her from one of her most recent visits to Baker Street (only to drop off body parts, she’d been ignored by the man who lived in the upstairs flat), but did not remember too much about her as the meeting had only been very brief. “I… I’m fine,” she lied, not wanting to bother her with what she was really thinking. Putting down her book so she would not seem rude, she looked more closely across to her. “You live with Sherlock, don’t you? I mean not ‘with’ him, but in the same building. Just underneath him.”