"It's not for consuming," Sherlock says. He puts the vodka on the lid of the toilet and heads back to the sink to do as instructed. He washes his hands. He fumbles in a drawer until he produces matches as well. He dips the needle in the alcohol and lights it on fire, watching it burn blue and bright for a moment before it goes out. He washes his hands.
He returns with the wash cloths. "Let me see," he says.
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Date: 2013-06-09 04:42 am (UTC)He returns with the wash cloths. "Let me see," he says.