“One night — it was on the twentieth of March, 1888 — I was returning from a journey to a patient (for I had now returned to civil practice), when my way led me through Baker Street.
As I passed the well-remembered door, which must always be associated in my mind with my wooing, and with the dark incidents of the Study in Scarlet, I was seized with a keen desire to see Holmes again, and to know how he was employing his extraordinary powers.”
Watson in Scandal like, So Holmes hates love and would never put himself in a position to enjoy love and devotion and in a totally unrelated matter I had left Baker Street and gotten married and I’m super good at love and totally happy and fine and good without Holmes but like I was passing by his door and felt a keen urge to go in. Not because of any of the stuff I was just talking about but for bro reasons!!!