John walked in to 221 Baker Street after a long day at the clinic. Halloween always proved to be a day that resulted in an exorbitant amount of idiotic injuries and allergic reactions. Sherlock would be appalled by the mere thought of it all.
John shook his head to clear his thoughts. Sherlock was gone, and he had come to terms with that… To an extent.
He made his way up the stairs and to the door of his flat and was surprised to see a pumpkin to the right of the entryway. The doctor quirked his head in confusion and took a step closer to it.
The phrase “IOU” was illuminating from the lit pumpkin.
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Lady Karasu 