[ john knows mrs. hudson is in cornwall with her sister, but he doesn't know about the ceiling. he tilts his chin upwards and looks up at the ceiling, eyes narrowed. he racks his brain, trying to remember if she mentioned a leak while he was living here, which should be enough time for sherlock to reach the front door without him. ]
Hang on... Sherock? [ he looks at the empty spot where the detective was standing moments ago and curses, grabbing his jacket. ] Damn it. Hold up!
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Hang on... Sherock? [ he looks at the empty spot where the detective was standing moments ago and curses, grabbing his jacket. ] Damn it. Hold up!