152 words so far today (which might be the extent of them). I did a little editing, continued the scene a bit and went back and inserted a tiny scene between two with Sherlock and John. Here it is ~
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The flat was quiet, the street nearly so. Red jumped from the table to the chair to the carpet. He walked to the window, pressed his nose against the glass. The reflections of the traffic lights changed from amber to red in the windows over the road. Red stood on his hind feet, pressed his front paws against the glass. Through the balcony railing, the glow of the traffic lights shone green in the dark windows. Red butted his head against the glass.
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The flat was quiet, the street nearly so. Red jumped from the table to the chair to the carpet. He walked to the window, pressed his nose against the glass. The reflections of the traffic lights changed from amber to red in the windows over the road. Red stood on his hind feet, pressed his front paws against the glass. Through the balcony railing, the glow of the traffic lights shone green in the dark windows. Red butted his head against the glass.