Sherlock: I was in the middle of a case, Mycroft.Mycroft: What, the hiker and the backfire? I glanced at the police report. Bit obvious, surely?Sherlock: Transparent.
It looks like the buttons of his shirt wanting to escape…
*takes tea and biscuits* him and tom and their stupid cheek bones. flootzavut
*proffers tea and biscuit, wraps you in a blanket* there there *pats head* it’ll be okay.