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“Take a seat and let me explain.”
Before moving to the couch John pointed to the band cutting off the circulation to Sherlock’s arm, making it turn a blotchy red. “First take that off your arm.”
Sherlock looked to where John was pointing, and realized with a start that the tourniquet was still wrapped around his bicep. In his haste to rid himself of the incriminating evidence of his drug use, and chase after John, he had completely forgot about it. Sighing, he sat on the couch to untie the band. He began to fidget with the rubber in his hands, trying to think of a good place to start.
Christ do you know how long to took me to do those tattoos?! NEVER AGAIN! My hat is off to other fandom artists who draw punk art.

Description

“Take a seat and let me explain.”
Before moving to the couch John pointed to the band cutting off the circulation to Sherlock’s arm, making it turn a blotchy red. “First take that off your arm.”
Sherlock looked to where John was pointing, and realized with a start that the tourniquet was still wrapped around his bicep. In his haste to rid himself of the incriminating evidence of his drug use, and chase after John, he had completely forgot about it. Sighing, he sat on the couch to untie the band. He began to fidget with the rubber in his hands, trying to think of a good place to start.
Christ do you know how long to took me to do those tattoos?! NEVER AGAIN! My hat is off to other fandom artists who draw punk art.