Sherlock Holmes & Dr Watson 소설 & 이야기

“Tasha, listen. If what I’m reading is right, Adrian’s trying to trigger something. He called it ‘The Final Synchronization.’ I don’t know what that means, but…” The line was cut off. Static filled the air. Natasha’s eyes widened. “Derrick? Derrick!” Nothing. Lucas checked his dashboard, the signal was jammed. He looked up at her, jaw tight. “They know he called us.” ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________ At that same moment, far across the city, Derrick’s office lights flickered violently. He turned, confusion shifting to dread. The monitor went black, then a single message appeared in red text: “Dr. Watson, you shouldn’t

My breath quickened. Why did it feel like I was waiting for something more than just a doctor? The door handle turned and my heart stopped. And then he walked in. “Good morning,” Dr. Watson said, voice smooth but steady. I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry. “M-morning.” He glanced at his clipboard before lifting his eyes to me. Sharp, intelligent eyes, dark enough that I felt exposed under his gaze. He gave a nod, setting the file down on the counter. “Routine check-up, yes? Any recent illnesses, discomfort or changes you’d like to report?”

As we watched on, we noticed the transition of dominance flow from the clingy Night Walker bitch to Xeon which was pretty quick. Much to Dre’s fury, Xeon was the one who was constantly angling his head left and right, while caging his bitch between his arms and the pool wall behind her. One could say, even their legs and certain um-mm parts in their swim wear seemed to be intertwined with each other, beneath the water. Just don’t ask fucking ask how I know. Why the hell would they rub against each other otherwise ? #SherlockHolmes Just kidding. T’was supernatural vision.