The Scarred One - Page 27/86

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"I hope I won't be greeted by the emptiness of the house this time." I announced while getting inside the apartment.

"What are you talking about?" asked Alex from the sitting room. I went there and saw her sitting on the floor with design sketches scattered around her.

"Are you drawing?" I asked.

"Nah, you're blind, i'm writing." Alex replied sarcastically, I chuckle.

"Mrs Hudson told us to come up with a unique design for Christmas and New year special and all the designs I've come up with doesn't fit the scheme."

"When is it due?" I asked.

"This friday!!!" she cried.

"That's three days away!" I said. "No shit, Sherlock." she said, glaring at me.

I laughed, "okay, no need to throw your stress at me. Let's make a deal, how about I help you create the designs then you do the house cleaning on Saturday instead of me." I smiled at her.

"But it's your turn to do the cleaning this Saturday, I did it last Saturday!" she whined.

"But I hate doing the cleaning." I pout, "I help you with images, you help me with cleaning. It's a win-win." I told her.

She grumbled while I raised an eyebrow, looking at her in a mocking manner. "Okay fine, i'll do it." she resigned.