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Snowball FightSherlock Holmes put his coat collar up, like usual, and tied his scarf around his neck. Before leaving the flat, he looked to John Watson, who sat in his normal seat, reading the newspaper. “I’ll be back soon,” Sherlock informed his assistant, and friend.
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John nodded, not looking away from the page on his book. “Hmm, yeah.” The doctor did not believe the consultant detective, for he could be gone for hours and say he was going out for two minutes.
The tall detective simply nodded, and headed out the door. The sound of footsteps rushing down the stairs was heard by John, but he simply ignored them as he kept reading. Minutes later, Mrs. Hudson rushed upstairs, and poked her head into the room. “Sherlock wants you to go outside!” she told John.
The former soldier looked confused, tilting his head. “Well, why would he do that?” he asked, half to Mrs. Hudson, and half to no one in particular.
“Well, I have no idea! You better go t