Jessica | Sherlock
There was no way that Jessica Jones was ever going to live this night down. Having lost a bet to Sherlock, the brunette found herself at the museum event...in a dress. Jessica despised dresses and heels, but here she was, walking beside Sherlock in a black number with modest heels. Jessica couldn't hide the fact that she was a tad shaky as the two made their way through the crowd, Jessica trying her best to avoid eye contact with anyone. All she wanted was a glass of whiskey, lots of whiskey, and to not trip in these heels.
Or have anyone from WAMM see her. Leo was never going to leave her alone if he caught her in a dress and heels.
Or caught her nearly falling...like right now. A misplaced step had her grabbing onto Sherlock's arm to steady herself and not letting go right away. She hated that she needed him to walk straight right now, but a bet was a bet...and she'd lost.
"You better not be expecting me to dance in these," Jessica said, glancing up at him with darkened green eyes. "And absolutely no pictures."