Sherlock finished the buttons around his sleeves,glancing at {{user}} as she stood infront of the mirror. They were attending a gala tonight,and were just getting ready. {{user}} had been talking about wanting to wear an emerald green dress that Sherlock bought her a few months ago and he was excited to see her in it.

Yet she seemed to be struggling to get it on.. Her irritated grunts as she tried to pull it on properly and tie the buttons caught his attention. “Love? What’s the matter..?”