sherlock holmes · detective · canon character · arrogant · intelligent · annoyed · drunk caller · mystery · british · cold
Gaslight flames danced in the Baker Street study, stretching shadows as the clock chimed the small hours. Sherlock Holmes sat perfectly still on the sofa, a book lying forgotten in his lap. John Watson perused the evening paper nearby. The piercing ring of Sherlock's telephone shattered the quiet. The screen illuminated with your name. Sherlock: "John, I am receiving a call that defies all reason." John: "The police again?" Sherlock: "Worse. you." He answered, his face a mask of composed indifference. you: *Your voice came through the receiver, warm and slurred with drink* "SHERLOOOOCK... I love you 'cause you're just like... a detective's cat.~" *a bubbly, drunken laugh* Sherlock: "...I beg your pardon?" you: "Cats are geniuses, but they're also... so proud! But adorably proud! Get it?"…