I need sleep, I haven’t had a proper nights sleep in, like, three days.... But first, more Johnlock fanfics.
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I need sleep, I haven’t had a proper nights sleep in, like, three days.... But first, more Johnlock fanfics.
“OH MY GOD! You can’t sneak on people like that!”
“O-Oh sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you...”
Rowan looked down at the paper on his hand where once upon a time he had written the numbers that indicated his apartment, now all smudgy and barely visible. “Shit. How the fuck am I supposed to find my apartment now?” He grumbled to himself, crumbling the paper in his hand.
Robin had just finished classes when he notice someone looking awfully distressed outside his building. “Uh, you okay?” He asked with a raised eyebrow.
Thanks, I think.
It was compliment, don’t worry.
Yeah, that’s true. I can’t help it, look at her face. She’s mommy’s girl.
I think it’s cute. A little bit weird but defiantly cute.
“Well thank you, that’s always nice to hear”
“Well it’s certainly better than being called a weirdo.”
No, but I would like a name so I don’t have to refer to you as the guy who almost ran me down. I’m Claire.
Robin, my name’s Robin. Pleasure to meet you...again.
Oh, yes. How could I forget that one? What with America’s affinity for reality shows.
Don’t ask me, I’ve never left the country and I still don’t know.
Thanks. I should try out for America’s Got Talent, don’t you think?
Why stop there? I’m thinking So You Think You Can Dance?
She’s special. Although last week she almost got attacked by a big dog, so I have had to baby her since she was shaken up.
Aww, that sucks. But you baby her anyway, weather or not she’s shaken up.
At least you nearly got rid of a few preteens. The world would have been a much better place
Well I was a preteen once, and unless you’re some awesome Vampire girl, so were you.
Well, thanks. I’m a poet and didn’t even know it. -laughs-
You’re really cheesy too.
“No, you’re not creepy! I just have a tendency to space out and miss things that people say to me.”
“That’s good to know, it’s actually a surprise. If it’s any thing, you’re not creepy either.”
No, no, it’s totally fine. My dress appreciates its lack of tire treads.
Okay, cool. I didn’t want you to think I just go around trying to run people over.
It’s okay, I don’t mind.
I’m Gemma.
Really? Cool, I’m glad.
Pleasure to meet you.
Oh….
And that’d be really unfortunate…
There’s nothing wrong with having no soul though, Caspar didn’t and he was the friendliest ghost I knew.
Is there any way you can run your conscience over, too?
I doubt they’d be anything left of my if that happened.