Sherlock: Outside the schemeThe sunlight fell into the room through the open window. John stretched and looked at the alarm clock. He woke up 10 minutes before the set time of the alarm. There was no point to lie back, so he went downstairs to make breakfast.
This morning seemed to be a different. No sounds of the violin, or fumes coming out of the kitchen. Instead smell various kinds of experimental vapors, John felt pleasant smell of coffee and freshly made toast.
“Mrs. Hudson, what are you ...?” Interrupted, because she was not there and the only person who was in the room was Holmes. He has making just a second cup of coffee.
“Sherlock? What ...?”
“Good morning, John” he said, putting cups on the table.
“Morning” muttered, looking up in a daze on clean table and lying on it, plates of toast with cheese. He sat down, glancing once at Sherlock, then again on sandwiches. Holmes sat down, spreading the newspaper which he held under his arm. He began to browse it, ni