My birthday fic from the boy :-)

[alicambs]

The Case of the Swedish Turtlenecks.

Sherlock glared out of his bedroom window at a dreary London morning. It was a Tuesday morning. In Sherlock's opinion this was the worst kind of morning. The dull blend of drizzle, clouds and casual unpleasantness that seamed to reside at the very core of all Tuesdays was really grating on him. It would be

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[byslantedlight]

Oh that's brilliant! I like how your boy has advanced from birthday cards to birthday fics too - excellent lad! *vbg*

[alicambs]

The ending took me by surprise and made me laugh. :-)