Rooms 604 & 605, Arms Hotel

Oct 02, 2010 09:03

Mycroft was in town. In the same building as him for the duration of the weekend.

This meant Sherlock played the violin angrily until finally collapsing on his bed in an overly dramatic fashion that probably made John thank any and all deities in the area.

But that was last night and this is the morning. A quiet, quiet morning.

[[For the flatmate and other guest]]

no one said genius was mature, john, distressingly domestic, she's so our housekeeper, mycroft is a moron, mrs. hudson pwns you all, arms hotel, angry violin playing ftw

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