12:11 PM: Picked the lock. I'll teach you sometime.
12:12 PM: Your bed's comfortable. Might consider similar for Baker Street once it's mostly habitable again.
He sprawls out, grinning, cheerfully ignoring Toby's brief protest at being locked out of mummy's bedroom yet again.
12:13 PM: You're welcome to move to my room.
The room he's currently occupying in John's place already looks like typical Sherlock: small piles of papers and magazines and other whatnot grouped by classifications it'd probably take him an hour to explain, a copy of 101 Stories of the Great Ballets on the nightstand along with some terrifically dense text about organic chemistry, post-it notes with his spiky handwriting all over the walls.
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From: Sherlock
12:11 PM: Picked the lock. I'll teach you sometime.
12:12 PM: Your bed's comfortable. Might consider similar for Baker Street once it's mostly habitable again.
He sprawls out, grinning, cheerfully ignoring Toby's brief protest at being locked out of mummy's bedroom yet again.
12:13 PM: You're welcome to move to my room.
The room he's currently occupying in John's place already looks like typical Sherlock: small piles of papers and magazines and other whatnot grouped by classifications it'd probably take him an hour to explain, a copy of 101 Stories of the Great Ballets on the nightstand along with some terrifically dense text about organic chemistry, post-it notes with his spiky handwriting all over the walls.