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John was walking down the street when the Valentino shoes in the shop window caught his eye. The twists of black ribbon that were on the back reminded him of Sherlock’s wild curls in complete disarray after a weekend spent having sex in every room of their flat on every surface, in every position possible.
John smiled at the images in his mind and set off down the street, whistling, as he headed home to turn a dream into reality.