Oh, yes. In his own ways, of course, but yes. And very often if you have a keen eye.
Any time one of us cannot sleep we’ll sit in bed for as long as it takes for one person to doze off. He’s also a fantastic cook and uses it to his advantage. How he has the ability is certainly past me, but who am I to judge?
I’ve listed more of these type things somewhere about this blog, though I can’t seem to find it to give you the link, but I assure you- Sherlock Holmes, at times, could be the sweetest man in the world without anyone or himself knowing it.
I’m certain you didn’t need to ask whom we might want to live with. We’d both pick each other. Easily.
Yes. I’d bring my laptop- you?
Agreed.
For food I’d pick jam.
Milk.. modestly.
Oh. Now he’s grinning.
A book, Holmes?
Practical Handbook of Bee Culture.
Harry Potter.
Knew it.
Just to vex you.
I’d be more emotional, sentimental in the manner. I think John would appreciate it, seeing as I seem to get myself into trouble due to this.
Have I told you before that I actually admire this aspect about you?
Not yet, no. Why? It doesn’t seem appealing to be difficult when dealing with reactions.
It’s fascinating. Makes me try harder and rethink myself. I desire you reciprocation more and when I finally receive it it’s significantly important to me.
What would you change about yourself?
My height. It’s always been a disadvantage.
Not when punching me.
Drop it you git. It taught you a lesson.
Don’t play Mycroft.
You bloody fool.
You enjoyed every second of it.
Nevertheless.
I don’t think it would be wise to introduce these things on account of recent happenings. But a recent one would be him showing up at Angelo’s in my striped jumper.
Good choice.
Oh look, he talks!
First, you cannot look; I’m at home- you’re at work. Second, I’m not talking, I’m typing. There’s a difference.
I’m ignoring that.
Should I bring home takeout?
Chinese?
Sure.
It sounds delicious after a day of comparing germs.
Do I-?
Probably not; it’ll be cleaned by the time you arrive.
Good.