This is the terrible risk you run when you keep John up running about for three days straight. He just knocks you down and sleeps on you.
Sherlock doesn’t really approve of his situation but he’s a pillow and pillows don’t complain, thanks.
This is sort of the awkward, uncomfortable, John-your-knees-are-going-to-hurt-later companion to my Sherlock sleeping on John pic.
I like sets of things, I can’t deny it. I wonder what other kind of dumb sleeping pictures I can draw now. hmmm.
Also on dA. Wheeee!