The Poster
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upstairsfromrealitysrc="https://images.app.goo.gl/cERK9QPiTJTkRe5e7" alt='Poster with the words: some people aren't loyal to you. They're loyal to their need for you. When their needs change, so does their loyalty '
Sherlock was already bored with the crime scene. The victim himself was fascinating, with contradictory clues scattered all over his body, but his flat was as dull as could be. Beige everywhere, few books, even less music. He had illustrated calendars. With puppies. He had posters. With affirmations. Sherlock hated affirmations. They had all the banality of Anderson with none of the opportunity for mocking.
Suddenly Sherlock stopped cold. It wasn't like the all over pause he got with a great idea. This was closer to the jolt of a shower going suddenly cold - simply the opposite of how he expected to feel.
He must have made some noise or strange expression, because Lestrade was looking at him with concern. "Are you all right, mate?" he asked.
Sherlock didn't answer. He read the poster again. John wasn't like that. He hadn't moved on, not really. Surely he would continue to want Sherlock in his life even if he didn't need a flatmate, a source of danger, or a wingman. Wouldn't he?
Sherlock was already bored with the crime scene. The victim himself was fascinating, with contradictory clues scattered all over his body, but his flat was as dull as could be. Beige everywhere, few books, even less music. He had illustrated calendars. With puppies. He had posters. With affirmations. Sherlock hated affirmations. They had all the banality of Anderson with none of the opportunity for mocking.
Suddenly Sherlock stopped cold. It wasn't like the all over pause he got with a great idea. This was closer to the jolt of a shower going suddenly cold - simply the opposite of how he expected to feel.
He must have made some noise or strange expression, because Lestrade was looking at him with concern. "Are you all right, mate?" he asked.
Sherlock didn't answer. He read the poster again. John wasn't like that. He hadn't moved on, not really. Surely he would continue to want Sherlock in his life even if he didn't need a flatmate, a source of danger, or a wingman. Wouldn't he?
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