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     “I don’t remember offering my library to the public.”  His

      brows rose, head tilting to the  side. “And  yet  here we

      are.”  Though his tone offered little kindness, Sherlock

      didn’t feel much annoyance to her impromptu visits, or

      her rummaging through his  books. He  was  happy  to

      banter  with  her,   happier   even  that  she   still  came

      around  221B as an adult.

        “Oh, please,” Peri replied, shifting back
        in her seat and stretching her legs out. 
        “The public? Give me a break. I don’t see
        everyone stampeding in here to make sure
        that you aren’t in here not sleeping or about
        to die of starvation.” Her eyebrows popped
        up, his expression mirroring Sherlock’s. 
        “That’s just Misha and I, isn’t it?”

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