Imagine Sherlock breaking into Mycroft's house to move stuff around to annoy him. It's like 10 o'clock at night ad he's climbing in through the window. He starts to move all the funiture around and he looks around and spots Lestrade in Mycroft's robe, with his arms crossed and just looks at Sherlock.
"What are you doing?"
"You're in Mycroft's robe."
"Why are you moving stuff?"
"I-I'm going to leave now."
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Fanfiction"I know this is a bit stupid. But..... Happy Birthday Sherlock........... I know this was a waste of time...... Why would I say happy birthday to a grave?" -John Hamish Watson
