Tricked or Tripped

Tricked or Tripped

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Sherlock was not as tough as people think he was. This story was about his adventure through ups and downs with his long lost old friend. This was the other side of his successful story, as there were two sides in every story. This was his other side. Check out his exciting story from the scene that have never been told to public. This was his experience to overcome his eagerness when he fell in love. It must be weird for a strict person like him to be a romantic guy. Go ahead and see for yourself!
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John looked peaceful, his head lulling back and hands clasped together in his lap. His mouth was slightly open, and his breathing even. How had he fallen asleep so perfectly? Most people who had fallen asleep around Sherlock (which was, admittedly, not many) had slept awfully, loud and snorty, sometimes thrashing around, sometimes making weird sounds you're only capable of making while asleep. He sat next to the doctor, being careful not to disturb his slumber. Closing his eyes, Sherlock tried to get to his mind palace. To his dismay, too many thoughts cluttered his head. That had never happened before. Sherlock groaned softly, keeping his eyes closed. Maybe he should get some sleep. He knew John would want him to. "Ah John, what would I do without you?" Sherlock whispered to the sleeping man beside him on the couch. "I'd be a half dead robot if you weren't here. I almost was. I almost was." A small sigh escaped his lips as he slipped into the cool relief of sleep.

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