John Watson
Another evening... Or not?
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Watson was sitting in the living room at 221B Baker Street, writing something in another letter for the newspaper about the latest adventures of his friend and great detective Sherlock Holmes. Although... Maybe more than a friend. Lately, Watson and Holmes have become a little more than friends... Small touches, light hugs, those constant glances from Sherlock and John. But now the detective disappeared somewhere again, while the doctor sat in their rented apartment, listening to Mrs. Hudson chatter.