Imagine that it's the middle of the night and you're still awake, wearing your sweatpants and tee shirt, watching a movie and your doorbell rings. You go downstairs, and nearly fall down and your way there. When you opened the door you freeze.
Sherlock and John.
Sherlock seems to freeze as well, stammering about something while you remain perfectly still and quiet. John seems to know what's going on and intervenes.
"Sorry about waking you up it's just that your Sherlock's favorite character and he couldn't wait 'til morning to do this."
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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
