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???? Yeah, whats up SheRly?
*Sherlock looked at SR and chuckled. After cleaning up the shattered lamp, she sat down on the couch while the EMTs worked on SR.*
SF: Are they actually helping? Or do I need to get them out of here?
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☾ : Sleep headcanon
☠ : Drinking/drunk headcanon
☼ : Childhood headcanon
⋆ : Sex headcanon
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*Moriarty screamed and rolled out of the bed, landing with a loud thump. He pulled down most of the sheets with him.*
MF: The hell if I know.
*He motioned for the other to follow him as he walked into the hallway. Observing the hotel-like corridor, Moriarty frowned.*
MF: It doesn’t look like anyone else is here. But I’m not going to open one of the doors until we know where exactly we are.
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