This one is Post-Reichenbach.. Sorry if it's bad but I couldn't resist.. I also realise that it's even shorter than the last one but oh well..
Prompt: Otter
Day 1103
It's been a little over three years since Sherlock... I've found an otter online that reminded me of him. It sounds stupid but I bought him.
John finished his journal entry for the day and he lowered his notebook to look at the little black otter. He took the animal out of its cage and brought it onto his lap. He pet the otter for a little bit before his vision went blurry from tears, overcome by memories of his old flatmate.
John set the otter back in its home and stood up. He tried to walk to the kitchen, but ran into a tall, black-clad man. The man wrapped his arms around John and he heard a familiar voice.
"Oh, John," said Sherlock. John didn't stop crying for a long time and Sherlock didn't stop holding him until he did. The taller man lifted up John's chin.
"I'm sorry, but we'll have to get rid of the otter."
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