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Wake Your Watsons Up 10/30: Watson-cataloging

doodle by ireallyshouldbedrawing • 221B by ColebaltBlue

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He lay there in the mid-morning sun on the sofa, stretched out, newspaper still in his hands, snoring softly.  My Watson had grown lazy and domestic in his middle-age and he was charming, simply charming like this.  I paused in my experiment, pulled my lab book closer to me, and picked up my pencil nub.

1. Falls asleep while reading The Times more often than The Daily Telegraph

2. Snores while sleeping anywhere but his own bed

3. Prefers the house slippers I bought him three years ago to the pair Mrs. Hudson bought him for Christmas

4. Grey hair has begun to make an appearance, but it merely makes him appear more blonde

5. Has a delightful splash of freckles on his shoulders that I love to kiss, but are currently hidden by a shirt and house coat

6. Has allowed his moustache to grow frightfully bushy, must encourage him to trim it before it leaves a tell-tale rash on my neck

I stood up and made my way over to him, moving as silent as a cat.

“I could feel you staring at me,” he murmured as I approached, a smile tugging at his lips.

“You stopped snoring,” I responded as I pulled the paper out of his hands and arranged myself over him.  He blinked at me sleepily.