Somewhere between the bright lights of the city and the dimmed lights of 221B Baker Street, Sherlock Holmes (equipped with his deerstalker) was kneeling down next to a body.
-JW
What is that?
-SH
How does it sound?
-JW
Professional? For your blog?
-SH
Yes
-JW
Don't you think it's a bit much?
-SH
Trying to change my writing style.
-JW
Sounds great..
-SH
YOU ARE READING
Texting Sherlock
FanfictionA collection of texts/conversations between the famous detective Sherlock Holmes and his blogger, John Watson. Blog posts by John may also be included in this compilation. *Art is not mine*
