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[cardiganmd]

[No one can see anything yet, just a wall and a hunched back. John's dropped a pen on the floor. Once he retrieves it, he sits up, a man with short brown hair and a red jumper appearing to everyone on the network.]So Sherlock and I finally have a flat together. I'm so glad to be out of that hell hole and something with proper Darkness protection.

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[caveatwalls]

[A little paranoid about so much information being leaked publicly, but it really can't be helped.]

All fun and games until someone runs out of bullets?

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[cardiganmd]

Naturally.

Where have you been, though? I had an idea for the flat and I wanted you to hear it.

[text, encrypted]

[caveatwalls]

Getting bullets.

What is it?

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[cardiganmd]

Oh, excellent.

I was thinking we should get a dog.