We arrived to a small apartment. I paid the driver and we got out. I look at the many stories above us only to here a a shrill but sad voice. "Oh john there you are, I've been worried sick!"
"Sorry Ms. H" Watson mumbled. Mis. H looked at me curiously, "Who is this dear," the question directed twords Watson.
"I believe she said her name was Rose, if im not mistaken," Watson stated.
"Yes that is me," I said plainly tete politely.
"Oh come inside dear, I'll make ye' some tea." We walked inside the small apartment. Watson took me up stares while we waited for Mis. H.
"I am truly sorry for my behavior today, im not usually like this."
"Please dear there is nothing to.be sorry about. My I ask how he died?" I wasn't quite sure if that was the right question to ask at this moment. Watson took a deep breath.
"He jumped from a roof top."
"Oh my," I didn't quite know what to say: I felt so bad. Suddenly there was a loud wheezing sound. *Oh no doctor, now is not the right time*
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Fiksi PenggemarI just figured why not. I do not own BBC Sherlock I do not own Doctor Who I do not own Supernatural I did wright the story. Lol
