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[prime64]

Tea Parties

James smoothed out his suit and straightened his tie when he reached the landing of 221B. He wanted to look good for his special meeting with Sherlock's blogger. The boards creaked slightly as he walked forwards and gave three sharps raps before standing back and placing his hands in his pockets with a  mildly amused look on his face. He wondered which of the many faces he had imagined would Johnny boy give him when he saw who had come to call.

[j-ohnw-atson]

{{ I'll be on a bit later tonight, just letting you guys know :) }}

[j-ohnw-atson]

{{ Right I'm off to bed now, I have a queue of things all lined up for...partially the night so just remember that I'm in the world of dreams and nothing after this post is me physically reblogging x3

Sleep well, enjoy the rest of your day and keep warm!

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[j-ohnw-atson]

"I didn't...I didn't know he felt like that," John swallowed down his tears so he wouldn't be seen as a weak man but his hands were shaking and his breathing was all over the place.

He hadn't even seen Sherlock since he'd walked out on his wedding, John had even tried to go after him but the detective was quick on his feet and managed to escape him.

[j-ohnw-atson]

"What...are you doing in my room...in just your sheet?"

[j-ohnw-atson]

Groaning in pain, John's eyes opened quickly in a blind panic as he instantly knew just from the feel of the sheets on him, that he wasn't at home.

As he rolled over onto his side another flash of pain shot right up his spine and he had to bite down hard onto his bottom lip to prevent him from screaming; the feeling quickly passing as he recognised that the place he was in, was a hospital and not someone's creepy basement.

"Sherlock?" 

[j-ohnw-atson]

{{ I'm still quite ill but I'm here, I might be able to reply but please don't hold me to that :( sorry guys I'm just pretty useless at the moment }}

[j-ohnw-atson]

[Attached Image: Slightly out of focus and too dark picture of Dimmock sitting on a step cross legged, head hung down, arm stretched out towards the staircase] Dimmock handcuffed himself to the stair case. -Lestrade [[ Hope you don't mind this ]]

[ SEND: GREG: 

Now that's just pitiful. I hope you've sent this to everybody, I'm pretty sure Sherlock would get a kick out of this. Speaking of.

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I found this image after going to his house for Christmas, his dad gave it to me for some sort of bribery if Sherlock ever got too much. I'm assuming his dad is joking because Sherlock is always too much haha ]

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