Thread:Cuteanimal17177/@comment-27824390-20180716011836/@comment-27824390-20180720014639

Sherlock snored softly, his thick, slightly wavy locks of black hair hanging down his head and lightly touched her forehead. Well, if she didn't know by now, Sherlock was quiet the heavy sleeper on a Sunday morning.

"So?! We talked about this yesterday, now. Let. Go!" She snapped and wiggled in his grip.