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So, I had lunch with Mrs Hudson today.

We went to see you again.

I mean… Your…

She misses you, you know?

She says that she still makes enough tea for the three of us.

Maybe I should return to Baker Street.

I’m sick of Harry and her drinking.

Still, it hurt too much just stepping inside 221, let alone our flat.

I couldn’t go there.

Mrs Hudson asked me what to do with your stuff.

I couldn’t answer.

I just told her not to touch anything.

I think she’s still waiting for you to come home.

As am I.

-John

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John, why does it hurt so much? Why does it hurt when I think about you and Lestrade? Why is my chest aching like this? John, why did you do that!!! You are my John! You… you were my John…

-SH

((Yes. All the angst! I FEED ON THE TEARS OF INNOCENT PEOPLE!… why am I doing this to myself? :’C  ))

((He’s mourning! Give the man a break! I would go to Lestrade too, if you ask me… Besides, John does feel guilty… I guess…))

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I fucked up.

Last night I had one drink too many.

I woke up naked.

In Greg’s bed.

With Greg naked by my side.

Deduce that, you fucker.

Nothing would have happened if you were still here!

I HATE YOU! SO MUCH!!!

Come back to me.

Please.

Please.

-John

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New York. The city that never sleeps. And the city that doesn’t let anyone else sleep either. It’s little over 4 a.m. and it seems like it’s rush hour in London. I miss London. I miss our quiet flat. I miss falling asleep on our couch. I miss you nagging me about falling asleep outside of my bedroom. You are an amazing flatmate, John.

-SH

((Oh, dear! You have to BE BRAVE!

Reichenbach feels might actually cause permanent damage!!!

Sorry for the late reply, RL being a bitch and all that swag.))

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Greg and I went out last night.

We were exchanging silly stories about you.

Is it really true that you got stuck in a window while breaking in an old lady’s house to gather some evidence for a stupid case?

God you really would do anything to prove your cleverness, wouldn’t you?

I miss you.

It still hurts so much.

Will it ever stop?

-John

((My plan is succeeding! - Get ready for world Domination! HAVE ALL THE REICHENBANGST!!!))

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I did it again, John. I killed. I’m becoming a killer. I don’t regret it. I know you would be disappointed, though. I’m sorry for that, John.

-SH