Love And Hate Are One And The Same No? A Sherlock x Reader
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When you move into 221c Baker street and unknowingly become the neighbor of the great Sherlock Holmes. For some reason he doesn't like you.... Oh the game is on.
"I'm armed and never miss I'd suggest you show yourself before my trigger finger gets itchy."
"Death threats usually means frustrations towards a person. Isn't that obvious?"
"If you had, had time to reflect you would have realized that this was a terrible idea."
"I'm her boyfriend and he's with me please let us go in."
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