Once safely up the stairs you began decorating. Soon the mantelpiece and the mirror above it were decked out with silver tinsel. The miniature Christmas tree was covered in red and green baubles and the sprig of mistletoe John’s latest girlfriend had bought over was hanging in the doorway.
As no one was home you sat on the floor writing cards and signing them ‘(Name), John and Sherlock.’ Knowing that the men would never get round to writing their own. Glittered brushed off from the cards and covered the floor and your jeans. Sherlock returned to find you singing Christmas songs and covered in varying colours of glitter, a look of puzzlement