Literature
SHVoLB 8
SHVoLB 8
(A/N: Sorry this took so long but here it is!)
Holmes crept out of the room before Watson had awakened and made his way downstairs. As he passed the kitchen, he could smell coffee but saw no one about. The room with the television was thankfully unoccupied as well so he sat down on the couch and flicked the thing on. He flipped through the channels absentmindedly, finally coming to a stop on some show with lots of movement, perhaps dancing but he couldn't find it in himself to pay it any kind of attention.
He breathed a deep sigh, his chest giving a dull ache. He reached up to touch it through the shirt, half expecting to find