“At Montague Street when Sherlock was forced to sate his body’s needs, he was at least able to wander about the flat as much as he pleased.
At Baker Street, it was mini-bags in a mini-fridge and bedroom confinement.”
I love this fic so so so much! Thank you for writing it ;w;
this is the most adorable fic and if any yall ain’t read it yet, GO FORTH IN PEACE to read this fic
…oh hell i’ve been here a week and a half and my brain has become infected with appalachian southern. (except actually i love it, i’m so glad to be home.)