12:18: Really, Molly, good on you. I know he's a monumental asshole but if anyone can get him to figure this out, it's you.
12:20: Offer of punching still stands, though.
For about the first thirty seconds of his shower, Sherlock feels like he's coasting on a very pleasant high, the kind that makes everything feel just a shade more manageable. Somehow that mellows into pure energy, as if he's gotten a week's worth of good sleep and excellent casework.
He knows, rationally, that it's all just brain chemistry. But it feels bloody amazing.
By the time he emerges and snags the spare outfit, Toby's been pacified with treats and Sherlock realizes, upon seeing the cat tucking in, that he's absolutely ravenous himself.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2017-02-01 10:05 pm (UTC)From: John
12:12: Of course.
12:14: I think all this is just new to him.
12:15: Space alien brain and all
12:18: Really, Molly, good on you. I know he's a monumental asshole but if anyone can get him to figure this out, it's you.
12:20: Offer of punching still stands, though.
For about the first thirty seconds of his shower, Sherlock feels like he's coasting on a very pleasant high, the kind that makes everything feel just a shade more manageable. Somehow that mellows into pure energy, as if he's gotten a week's worth of good sleep and excellent casework.
He knows, rationally, that it's all just brain chemistry. But it feels bloody amazing.
By the time he emerges and snags the spare outfit, Toby's been pacified with treats and Sherlock realizes, upon seeing the cat tucking in, that he's absolutely ravenous himself.
"Right. Lunch."