221B Baker Street, London, Friday Morning

Oct 15, 2010 09:45

At least mrs. Hudson hadn't sublet their flat to anyone else yet. John privately suspected Mycroft of intervening to make it so, but he didn't have the evidence to back up that theory (though Sherlock probably did, and just hadn't chosen to share it yet ( Read more... )

where: 221b, what: home sweet home, where: london

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3patchproblem October 16 2010, 02:07:27 UTC
It was just a smiley face.

...okay, the 4chan smiley face. Shut up.

"Nothing," Sherlock grumped, stalking into the flat with his beloved long coat and scarf firmly in place like a suit of armor. "Nothing."

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justhisblogger October 16 2010, 03:57:12 UTC
John sighed. John rubbed his brow. John stared at the smiley face again. "How was Lestrade?"

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3patchproblem October 16 2010, 13:24:23 UTC
"Without a case worth my time."

He threw himself down onto the couch like a sulky child, glaring at something in the distance.

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justhisblogger October 16 2010, 13:51:56 UTC
There was a bit more sighing, and all that. "But did you have to take it out on our-- Mrs Hudson's wall?!"

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