MCA #10 [Friday evening]

[begmetwice]

Irene was getting more and more used to attending school functions, and feeling increasingly less like some sort of chaperone from the 50s. It was almost...nice, being a teacher, going to events thrown by the school, settling in. It was different here from how she had used to live, yes, but it was...quieter. She was feeling more secure here in

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[hasneverbegged]

Well perhaps it was time for her to be a bit more aware of her surroundings. As now was the ideal time for a visit from an old... friend.

"I would have expected better security," said the surprise guest on the couch. "It was appallingly easy to break in."

[begmetwice]

Irene nearly dropped her phone -- it was a very close thing, but she was quite practiced at making sure she didn't damage that particular piece of technology.

She wanted to say something clever, of course, but all she managed to come up with was, "Sherlock?"

[hasneverbegged]

There was the faintest twitch of a smile at that. For a variety of reasons that did not need be ventured into at this juncture.

"You look well."

[begmetwice]

"So do you." Irene's shock was wearing off enough now that she was examining her locks with vague interest, though she clearly was having a hard time taking her eyes off him on her couch. In her apartment. Here. "Why're you here?"