John was not in the mood. Not at all. On screen, he moved about in agitation. "Do you want a case or not?" Being out in the snow was only marginally better than being stuck in a stinky flat with a crazed flat mate. But only just. "It's actually a good one and doesn't require to be out in the snow--"
But there was something off about Sherlock. Something a bit more manic than usual. That was disappointing. Or worrying. Or both really. John glanced back outside.
"Where are you?" Heroin slips dulled Sherlock's body to let his mind pull a better focus. But this... Had he traded a downer for an upper? And how did he get it? "'I would rather not climb up all six flights."
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John was not in the mood. Not at all. On screen, he moved about in agitation. "Do you want a case or not?" Being out in the snow was only marginally better than being stuck in a stinky flat with a crazed flat mate. But only just. "It's actually a good one and doesn't require to be out in the snow--"
But there was something off about Sherlock. Something a bit more manic than usual. That was disappointing. Or worrying. Or both really. John glanced back outside.
"Where are you?" Heroin slips dulled Sherlock's body to let his mind pull a better focus. But this... Had he traded a downer for an upper? And how did he get it? "'I would rather not climb up all six flights."