Ambiguous Lucidity

wakingthegoldenwood:

In a half asleep state, he calls out out of habit, annoyed, “What the hell are you doing now, Sherlock?” before grumbling incoherently and turning around to muffle his face in his pillow and go back to sleep.

In the living room, Mrs. Hudson silently picks up her trash bag and goes back downstairs, lips pursed and tears in her eyes.