You know he’s actually pleased you’re here? Secretly pleased.
Perfectly sound analysis, but I was hoping you’d go deeper.
Well, I’ve not been idle, Sherlock.
I-I’m not crying. I’m typing, and this stupid bitch is reading it out.
They won’t work with me.
Raoul de Santos is your killer. Kenny Prince’s houseboy.
Sherlock: Lestrade. We’ve had a break-in at Baker Street. Send your least irritating officers and an ambulance. Oh, no, no, no, no, no, we’re fine. No, it’s the, uh, it’s the burglar. He’s got himself rather badly injured. Oh, a few broken ribs, fractured skull… suspected punctured lung.
John: But that’s– That’s the phone. The pink phone.
Lestrade: What, from the Study in Pink?
Sherlock: Well, obviously it’s not the same phone but it’s supposed to look like- The Study in Pink? You read his blog?
Lestrade: 'Course I read his blog! We all do. D’you really not know that the Earth goes round the Sun?
Sherlock: It isn’t the same phone. This one’s brand new.
Commission for eventhorizon451 it’s young Lestrade and Mycroft and kid!Lock! \o/
Sherlock: You can’t just break into my flat.
Lestrade: And you can’t withhold evidence. And I didn’t break into your flat.
Sherlock: Well, what do you call this then?
Lestrade: It’s a drugs bust.
John: Seriously?! This guy? A junkie?!
This is a commission of Rupert Graves that I did quite a long time ago, but I never got any response after sending the piece to the person who commissioned it, even though I tried reaching them a few times :c I really hope they got my messages. And otherwise maybe they’ll be able to see the portrait here now. Anyway, I still really like this piece so I thought I’d upload it now that it’s been a while..