John: *taking an early morning wiz*
Sherlock: *snatches back the shower curtain*
John: *heart attack* what the bloody absolute hell are you doing?... why are holding a vase?
Sherlock: I couldn't find a jug.
John: that is obviously not the point I'm asking about.
Sherlock: *dead eye contact* I need your urine.
John: *throws sherlock out the bathroom*
Sherlock: but john! I need to make gunpowder mrs hudson was sleeping. John!
John: *finally comes out the bathroom*
Sherlock: *still standing there ready with the vase*








