It was so different, Jessymine thought. Holmes’ street, and especially his flat, was so much different in the day– not in the least ‘cause she had a ground floor view, an’ wasn’t the least bit buzzed. Hmph.
Jessymine sighed, and knocked on the door.
It was impressive she had looped back to Baker Street; she wasn’t sure
she remembered the address, at first, but Jessi supposed boredom was the
An’ the only solution to boredom in this city was to bother the detective. She liked when he started to twitch.
She knew she wouldn’t be able to 'traditionally’ break in any place– let along an upper-story flat– this early, but she supposed she could find another way in to 221… whatever. It couldn’t be that hard, an’ she was bored enough that she wouldn’t mind if it was.