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Nightmares ll John Watson Open RP

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John sat in his chair with a tired expression. He had been in the ER that night where they lost a little girl. Sure, he’s seen people die right in front of him even children. Still the horrifying images, would never cease. It would be another night of nightmares, sometimes he wished he wouldn’t sleep at all. In fact maybe that’s what he would do.

Getting up off the chair he grabbed his coat. Before heading out the door he wrote a short note to Sherlock saying where he was going, not that he thought he would care, but still it was the gesture that counted. He looked at the flat one last time before heading out, it was going to be a long night. 

Nightmares ll John Watson Open RP

John sat in his chair with a tired expression. He had been in the ER that night where they lost a little girl. Sure, he’s seen people die right in front of him even children. Still the horrifying images, would never cease. It would be another night of nightmares, sometimes he wished he wouldn’t sleep at all. In fact maybe that’s what he would do.

Getting up off the chair he grabbed his coat. Before heading out the door he wrote a short note to Sherlock saying where he was going, not that he thought he would care, but still it was the gesture that counted. He looked at the flat one last time before heading out, it was going to be a long night.