Why do people start taking drugs? Anyone who takes illegals are, in fact stupid. There was the reasonable stupi and the stupid stupid, he would say. He might have justified it once and maybe he still does. A little. That is beside the point. Each drug had it's appeal; it's market. Heroin was one for escape. To stop thinking. Something that Sherlock never did otherwise.
His eyes look over to her as she enters the room and finds the couch. While his body and head are turned to the side, curled up in the chair, he is glad she is here. More than she might know, maybe. Yet somehow also fearful. He knew who Liam was. A lover, someone she still cared greatly for. He'd deduced that she knew someone who was an addict, a person close to her, and he was right.
"You." He said. "Me. Irene. London. Heroin." A pause. "Moriarty."
His hands come to his chest in expression. "I can't just let you in. I know you would rather hear this from a sober mouth Fantasize of me telling you all there is to know about Sherlock Holmes, blah, blah."
A wrist is rolled, "but you don't want to know, Watson. You don't want to. Trust me. You'll learn, and that will be it. All it will be for you is a memory I shared that sits there and sits there and sits there. It will always just sit there, Watson."
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Date: 2012-12-08 04:35 am (UTC)His eyes look over to her as she enters the room and finds the couch. While his body and head are turned to the side, curled up in the chair, he is glad she is here. More than she might know, maybe. Yet somehow also fearful. He knew who Liam was. A lover, someone she still cared greatly for. He'd deduced that she knew someone who was an addict, a person close to her, and he was right.
"You." He said. "Me. Irene. London. Heroin." A pause. "Moriarty."
His hands come to his chest in expression. "I can't just let you in. I know you would rather hear this from a sober mouth Fantasize of me telling you all there is to know about Sherlock Holmes, blah, blah."
A wrist is rolled, "but you don't want to know, Watson. You don't want to. Trust me. You'll learn, and that will be it. All it will be for you is a memory I shared that sits there and sits there and sits there. It will always just sit there, Watson."