Sherlock sighed. He was trying his best not to let his frustration get the better of him. He pulled his fingers out.
"Another time then. You clearly aren't ready." Perhaps this was not HIS John then.. he was beginning to wonder if Fates had been wrong, after all, or perhaps he had failed in some way himself.
Sherlock stood up and with a wave of his fingers, his own clothes were back on himself.
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Date: 2018-02-16 01:10 am (UTC)"Another time then. You clearly aren't ready." Perhaps this was not HIS John then.. he was beginning to wonder if Fates had been wrong, after all, or perhaps he had failed in some way himself.
Sherlock stood up and with a wave of his fingers, his own clothes were back on himself.