CasDOctorSherlock

You're in your bedroom at eleven o'clock at night watching Pewdiepie play the final few episodes of The Walking Dead, save for the very last, which was rumored to be out tonight.  You've been waiting for forever to see these, and are getting so into it, when suddenly you hear an irritated voice shout, "[f/n], turn off that damn computer already!  That voice is driving me insane!"  You groan, as you're almost finished with one of the videos.   "Can't I just have a few more minutes?" You plead.  No such luck is coming your way at the moment.  Your mother barges in, hissing at you, "I told you to turn it off!  It's giving me a headache!" "But

You snuggled deeper into the blankets, trying desperately to stay warm, when you heard a whimper near your head. You peered over the edge of the couch to see Gryphon shivering, and immediately picked him up and wrapped him in the blankets with you. “Hey __y/n__ have you seen Gryphon? I need to put his swea-“ Your boyfriend, Toby, trailed off when he saw both yours and Gryphon’s heads peeking out through a mass of blankets. “Gryphon! You traitor!” You cried out as the dog wiggled out of the blankets and ran to Toby, wagging his tail excitedly. “Aw Gryphon loves his daddy oh yes he does.” Toby said i