#sherlocktransholmes

It was pitch black outside, pouring cats and dogs, and freezing - barely into the coldest part of winter, and James Brook Moriarty hardly made it back to his dorm on time before they were to lock the front doors. He sped down the stairs to his dorm, unlocked the door, and was about to throw his coat off, but something stopped him - James arrived to something rather new. A new face, to be exact.