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Marcel: I miss dec-jan it was nuts… BBC ONE: hold my beer
"A single fruit would make a great hat" sounds like something Sherlock would say while talking in his sleep.
So hey @marcelock thanks for posting your art and inspiring me to doodle my own lil Sherlock! Yours is way cooler though! (Also do you use a tablet or photoshop or what)
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John stopped on his way home to get the shopping, it seems. I can hear him groaning and grumbling, as he is heaving the bags up the stairs. He probably even has some flippant comment prepared, about Sherlock not helping him, but the words die on his lips as soon as he enters the flat.
Because said flatmate is currently sitting in the middle of the living room floor, safety googles still on and watching telly. Trash telly, to be exact. His blue dressing gown is spread around him in almost a perfect circle and he has got his arms wrapped around his knees. He doesn’t even seem to notice John’s presence behind him, totally enraptured by the proceedings on the goggle-box.
John is staring at him in disbelief, lips twitching up at the corners.
J: What are you doing?
S: Watching TV.
He doesn’t even turn around, just reaches for the mug of tea next to him, eyes still glued to the screen.
J: I can see that.
It’s nearly impossible for John to keep a straight face at this point.
J: I was talking more about the googles.
Sherlock’s hand raises up towards them, as if he has only now noticed them being there.
S: Oh. Yes.
With an unconcerned shrug he lets his hand fall back to its previous position and keeps on watching.
John shakes his head in amusement and shuffles past his curious flatmate to get into the kitchen.
Day 755: making my way downtown~
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