"Damnit!"
John closed his notebook again, cursing aloud.On the couch, Sherlock with folded hands glanced at him, but didn't say anything.
But John was very depressed, he glanced at Sherlock, his lips moved, he could only stand up annoyed, trying to find some sense of accomplishment in the kitchen.
"John, you're too loud."
"I didn't speak!" John turned to Sherlock, a little out of control, and Sherlock just looked at him quietly.
"Sherlock..." John looked away first, and lowered his head to clean the cup that had stayed in Mr. Smith's eyes. "I know I'm thinking, and that's how things are. You need to think, and I need to think too. Do you want coffee?"
"Wrong, I need your thinking. Your hesitation is too noisy. John, asking for help is not a shameful act. If you need my help, just ask. Two candies, thank you."
John didn't react: "You mean... you want to help me with the registration procedures for the live broadcast?"
Sherlock choked and sighed: "John, your IQ has dropped."
John frowned: "You know I've never been that good at things like computers, so...can you help me?"
"Someone taught me to say 'please' when calling for help." Sherlock smirked.
John stood upright: "Sherlock..."
Sherlock raised his eyebrows and waited for John's next words, but the kettle rang, and John turned around immediately: "Sherlock, two pieces of candy?"
Sherlock didn't answer, he stepped on the table hard, picked up John's notebook and threw it to the couch like a gasp, and then walked towards the door.
"Where are you going? Is there a case?" John leaned out anxiously.
Sherlock raised his collar: "No."
"Do you want more coffee?"
"No."
"Can you help me with those messy procedures when I come back? Only you know that I'm going to start a live broadcast, please.!"
Sherlock's hand stopped on the doorknob: "No." Then he turned and took off his coat, sat back in the middle of the sofa and picked up his notebook, "I don't need to go out right away. Two candies, please."
The author has something to say: I have passed the third grade of my mother's department!Wahahahahahaha!
John closed his notebook again, cursing aloud.On the couch, Sherlock with folded hands glanced at him, but didn't say anything.
But John was very depressed, he glanced at Sherlock, his lips moved, he could only stand up annoyed, trying to find some sense of accomplishment in the kitchen.
"John, you're too loud."
"I didn't speak!" John turned to Sherlock, a little out of control, and Sherlock just looked at him quietly.
"Sherlock..." John looked away first, and lowered his head to clean the cup that had stayed in Mr. Smith's eyes. "I know I'm thinking, and that's how things are. You need to think, and I need to think too. Do you want coffee?"
"Wrong, I need your thinking. Your hesitation is too noisy. John, asking for help is not a shameful act. If you need my help, just ask. Two candies, thank you."
John didn't react: "You mean... you want to help me with the registration procedures for the live broadcast?"
Sherlock choked and sighed: "John, your IQ has dropped."
John frowned: "You know I've never been that good at things like computers, so...can you help me?"
"Someone taught me to say 'please' when calling for help." Sherlock smirked.
John stood upright: "Sherlock..."
Sherlock raised his eyebrows and waited for John's next words, but the kettle rang, and John turned around immediately: "Sherlock, two pieces of candy?"
Sherlock didn't answer, he stepped on the table hard, picked up John's notebook and threw it to the couch like a gasp, and then walked towards the door.
"Where are you going? Is there a case?" John leaned out anxiously.
Sherlock raised his collar: "No."
"Do you want more coffee?"
"No."
"Can you help me with those messy procedures when I come back? Only you know that I'm going to start a live broadcast, please.!"
Sherlock's hand stopped on the doorknob: "No." Then he turned and took off his coat, sat back in the middle of the sofa and picked up his notebook, "I don't need to go out right away. Two candies, please."
The author has something to say: I have passed the third grade of my mother's department!Wahahahahahaha!
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