Sherlock: The Entitled

Sherlock: The Entitled

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Sherlock:The Entitled You only meet a man like Sherlock, once in your life. The cold type that barely could give a damn if all died. The type that gets under your skin and makes you question if he is even human. That man is Sherlock Holmes, I am Mr.John Watson, he and I have been working together for a long time, in that time I have gone through so many occurrences that could last me a life time of adrenaline rushes. But with Sherlock he couldn't more bored, he is a Consultant Detective, meaning the police go to him for cases that they couldn't figure out for the life of them. That's where he comes in. Sherlock has been through it all, he is the most cleaver man you will ever meet, but utterly ignorant. Sherlock is my best friend, he has faked his death, saved mine, saved plenty of others, I have saved his. The list goes on and on. But even so that he has never gotten a cases unsolved there is still one man who he cannot not catch. Jim Morarity.
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John's never seen a kid like him. He has this beautiful, crazy grace - withheld behind a smug smile and wisecracks that make John frustrated in so many different kinds of ways. And his eyes; crystal clear, decisive, cleaning through the unimportant things to find the valuables in life. He may or may not have a thing for smoking and James Bond, his favorite ice cream is mint with a chocolate swirl, and he is absolutely addicted to Pop Rocks and toffee. He enjoys pretty boys and warehouses, where he can hoard and think and be alone. Also, bumper cars, and John Watson. But Sherlock Holmes's thing, his niche, his calling in life... is to steal. Books. Wallets. Phones. Cars. Everything you've ever wanted, he's had. Everything you've ever wished for, he's stolen. Everything you are, everything you told yourself that you weren't, he owns, and he plays you like an out-of-tune violin. Does that mean that John's going to let him steal his heart? Not a shot in hell.

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