Where Is My Mind // Private

[Leafwing12]

Sherlock blinked, stopping after a momemt. “...Although it does taste a bit off compared to many other steaks I’ve had in my life.” He said

[dannychan]

he looked at him and tilted his head. "i apologise. my butcher said it was steak." he said and frowned.

[Leafwing12]

Sherlock frowned. “You may want to speak to your butcher. I don’t think it is.” He said

[dannychan]

he hummed. "i'll make a not of that.." he said but continued eating.

[Leafwing12]

He watched him before nodding. “Well, I Shoukd get going.” Sherlock said

[dannychan]

he blinked and frowned. "well, at least you ate." he said.

[Leafwing12]

Sherlock nodded. He then got to his feet. “Thanks for having me.” He said

[dannychan]

he nodded, watching him go.

[Leafwing12]

After a while, Sherlock got home to the flat. On his way home, he hadn’t exactly felt the best. Whatever meatbthatbwas, it wasn’t agreeing with him. Sherlcok has paled a bit And felt a bit sick.

[dannychan]

john had been sitting in his chair, reading the newspaper when sherlock came i.  he looked over and his eyes widened. "sherlock? jesus, you look terrible! are you ok?" he quickly moved over.