Six Of Mice and Consulting Detectives
VII
Sean sat on the table, and surveyed the wreckage. His bedroom was upstairs, so he didn’t much mind.
Ben was floundering around, grabbing at the flotsam (waterlogged Petri dishes, runny notes, possibly a rat’s tail…) and putting wet items on every available dry surface…
“This, Ben, is why I keep reminding you not to leave your experiments under the sofa.”
“Shut up and help!”
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“Sherlock, you clogged the sink!”
“You left the water on!”
“And you dragged me out of the house while I was in the middle of washing up!”
“But you are still going to dry this floor!”
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