John H. Watson
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*walks in the door of 221B looking fresh as a Daisy*
Evening, John.
*mouth wide open*
Where…? What…? *blinks* Hmm
Do you want to have dinner with me tonight?
If it ends in a blow-job, yes. If it ends in a kiss and a cuddle, yes. If it ends in us chasing somebody around London, then no.
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*walks in the door of 221B looking fresh as a Daisy*
Evening, John.
*mouth wide open*
Where…? What…? *blinks* Hmm
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Today has been marginally more difficult than I imagined. *rubs head* Woke up this morning with a weird headache and it’s still not gone, had weird songs stuck in my head too… *shrugs*
Have you gotten out of the handcuffs?
With some effort…
Wait. How did-? Oh, never mind.
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Today has been marginally more difficult than I imagined. *rubs head* Woke up this morning with a weird headache and it’s still not gone, had weird songs stuck in my head too… *shrugs*
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Incidentally, is there going to be a blow job? I think I want one.
