Sherlock Fic: In My Life
In My Life
John grumbled to himself as he walked toward the tube station in the pouring rain without the food he’d wanted from Tesco. His girlfriend had agreed to come back to his Sherlock-free (for three days!) place for dinner.
When the tube station was closed, he accepted it as the price for the evening he was going to have.
Then he entered a flat covered in rubbish that wasn’t there two hours ago.
“The case was boring.”
Of course.
“And you won’t want to go into your bedroom today or tomorrow. You can sleep in mine - I’ll be out all night.