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Jun 28, 2012 15:46

Fic rec: Sherlock BBC


http://archiveofourown.org/works/244826


John grimaced as his phone chimed. Again. He lowered his newspaper and picked up the phone, fairly certain he knew what he'd see.

ANY PROGRESS? - MH

John risked a glance at Sherlock, who was seated at his desk, turning a small, wooden object over and over in his hands like a deranged squirrel, snarling.

Sighing, John texted an answer.

TOO DANGEROUS TO ASK. REQUEST ARMED ASSISTANCE. - JW

and today's photo  here:


Let's all dress better out there today...

fashionista at large, fic rec

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