What's the matter with Sherlock? GL (23)
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Stranger: What's the matter with Sherlock? GL (23)
You: I'll be damned if I knew. -JW (21)
Stranger: You're his flatmate, you must know something. GL
You: He's not doing drugs again, that much I know. -JW
Stranger: Why's he moping? GL
You: I really don't know. -JW
I just told him I met the girl of my dreams -JW
Stranger: You've got a new girlfriend? GL
You: HE's not interested. -JW
You: SHE! I meant she's not interested. -WJ
You: A shame he really isn't interested in me. -JW
Greg, come on, let's get serious. I'm me, and he's ... he's... gorgeous. -JW
Stranger: And we're back to he? GL
You: Okay, he's a he. -JW
Stranger: Nothing wrong with that, mate. GL
You: I know. It's... Let's keep it hush hush. If Dad find out he'll kill me. -JW
Stranger: Of course. I won't tell a soul. GL
Stranger: Does Sherlock know? GL
You: [delay] Greg, it's him. -JW
Stranger: What about him? GL
You: Oh indeed. -JW
I have bad taste in people, I know. -JW
Stranger: I don't think so. GL
You: Why? JW
Greg, you're not interested in Sherlock too, right? JW
Stranger: Not even a little bit, mate. GL
You: NOw... What do I do? JW
Stranger: Snog him. Ask him out. Marry him. Move to Sussex and live happily ever after. After you've spent a good forty years living in London and solving crimes, of course. GL
You: Why Sussex? JW
I don't even like the country. -JW
Stranger: It's where he grew up. He's always had a soft spot for it, even though he pretends to hate it. He was always fascinated by all the bees. GL
You: Oh. -JW
now I understand a thing. -JW
You: I gave him a notebook, as joke. -JW
it had bees on the pages. -JW
Stranger: Oh he loves that notebook. GL
Stranger: He loves bees. He had a stuffed bee when he was a kid that he would drag everywhere with him. GL
You: He still have that. -JW
You: Even if now it had take residency on my bed. -JW
Stranger: Does he still have it? It must be filthy. GL
You: Hey, do not insult Mrs Bumble. -JW
Stranger: You named it? Even he didn't name it. GL
You: I might have named her. -JW
Stranger: God you two were made for each other. GL
You: And that leave us right at the start. What do I do? JW
I can't just snog him. -JW
You: You remember James? JW
Stranger: God, I hated that prick. GL
You: Well, he tried that. It ended with a grumpy Sherlock with a broken hand, and a miserable Jim with a broken nose. -JW
Stranger: Well Christ don't do it like James did! That arse practically cornered the poor kid, Sherlock must have been scared to death. No, just turn on a film or something and sit with him on the sofa. Wrap him in a blanket and just, when the moment's right, kiss him. GL
You: That's cheesy. -JW
Think it might work withhim? JW
Stranger: Yes of course it's cheesy. But he'll love it. GL
You: You know what? I'll try that right away. -JW
Stranger: Good for you, mate. GL
You: [delay] He fell asleep. JW
You: I wrapped him in a blanket, and now he's drooling on my shoulder. After I snogged the life out of him, of course. JW
I think I should say thatks mate. -JW
Stranger: Oh so you did snog him? Brilliant, I knew that would work. GL
You: Yup. -JW
He deduced it a few minutes after we sat on the sofa. JW
Stranger: Of course he did. GL
You: He said you deserve the Bee. because I won't need it anymore. -JW
Stranger: Aw, I'm touched. GL
You: So you won't be alone. -JW
You: That were his words, Greg. -JW
Stranger: I'm not bloody alone. GL
You: Greg, come on. -JW
You know he meant good. JW
And let's say, I haven't see you dating anyone in ages. -JW
Stranger: Yeah, because Molly just dumped Tom and I've been waiting for the grace period to end so I can ask her out. GL
You: That was ages ago. -JW
You should seize the moment before Irene approach her. -JW
Stranger: I thought Molly only liked blokes. GL
You: Molly. -JW
But you know Irene. -JW
She likes timid ans shy. -JW
Just like the git here. -JW
Stranger: What, Sherlock? GL
You: Yep. Irene tried to blackmail him into a date. -JW
Stranger: Blackmail him with what? GL
You: I don't know. He never told me. -JW
Stranger: God I hate her. GL
You: Me too. -JW
Think he would kill me if I snap a picture of him asleep on my shoulder? JW
Stranger: Yes. Do it anyway. GL
You: [Image attached] He's drooling, see? JW
Stranger: He looks just like he did when he was a kid. GL
You: Oh. How long do you two know each other? -JW
I gathered it's a childhood friendship. -JW
Stranger: Yeah, I've known him for ages. I was friends with Mycroft when I started secondary school, Sherlock was just six at the time. I'm the reason he came to this uni, he and Mycroft came to visit when I first started and he absolutely loved it here. GL
You: Okay. Name your reward. JW
You deserve one. -JW
Stranger: Why the hell do I deserve a reward? GL
You: Because you talked me into snogging him, and you managed to get him here. -JW
Stranger: Alright. Talk me up to Molly. GL
You: Go kiss her, have sex with her, then end up grey and old with her with tons of cats, sons and body parts. -JW
Stranger: Body parts? I think you're getting my future mixed up with yours. GL
You: Okay, let's say picture of mangled body parts,. -JW
Stranger: Still yours. GL
You: And pictures of cats.Let's not forget the cats. -JW
Stranger: Yeah, yeah, I can deal with cats. GL
You: I will knit you baby boots. -JW
You: And baby kittens jumpers. -JW
You: Okay, that's too stupid even for me. -JW
Stranger: Yes, yes it is. GL
You: But I can knit aby boot for your future children. -JW
Stranger: Since when do you knit? GL
You: Since I was five. -JW
You: Than jumper you always make fun of? I did it by myself. -JW
Stranger: You never cease to surprise me. GL
You: I can also kill a men in 15 different ways. -JW
Stranger: I believe you. GL
Stranger: You might want to carry your sleepy genius to his bed. GL
You: Don't want to wake him. -JW
You: He's nicely cuddles, you know. -JW
and for once he look peaceful. -JW
Stranger: He won't be happy tomorrow. GL
You: [delay] What the hell am I feeding him? He wight a ton. -JW
Stranger: Oh come on, he's not that heavy. GL
You: Yeah, but usually he helps a little. Not just lay there like dead weight. -JW
You: And I still think he should put in a few stones. -JW
Stranger: Tuck him in, give him his bee. GL
You: Should I sang him a lullaby and change his nappy as well, Mum? -JW
You: And now it's your bee, smartarse. -JW
Stranger: Hey, I raised that kid almost as much as his parents did. GL
You: Sorry, that was rude and uncalled for. -JW
Stranger: It's fine, mate. GL
You: Still, I feel like I'm the arse now. -JW
Stranger: John, it's alright. GL
You: Fine, I'll just bake you a cake. -JW
You: Nothing says sorry like banoffee pie. -JW
Stranger: Bake Sherlock one too. Skinny bastard needs it. GL
You: Skinny bastard prefer cheesecake. -JW
You: Pineapple flavored one too. -JW
You: But it has to be made with fresh pineapple or he won't touch it. -JW
You: Hes spoiled when it comes to food. -JW
You: Just a sec, his majesty want me. -JW
You: [slight delay] I'm a bee now. -JW
Stranger: You're a what? GL
You: A bee. JW
Skinny basted is wrapped around me like a poor imitation of an octopus. -JW
You: But I have permission to talk to you, it seems. -JW
You: He's a bit too hot for my liking. -JW
You: Running a fever maybe. -JW
And yeah, he's also hot in that sense. -JW
Stranger: Is he alright? GL
You: I think he has just succumbed to flu season. -JW
I knew it couldn't just scold at viruses and make them flee in fear and panic. -JW
Stranger: Watch out for him. He's skinny as a rail and he goes days without sleep, sickness knocks him right off his feet. GL
You: Any secret remedy I should know of? JW
I know already he'll be grumpy and miserable. -JW
Stranger: He likes honey in his tea when he's sick, it makes his throat feel better. GL
You: Honey, of course. -JW
Anything else? JW
You: Like movie I should buy, or books? _JW
Stranger: Crap, what's the name of that movie... GL
You: Tell me about it a bit, maybe I know it. -JW
Stranger: Christ, I'm completely blanking. Hang on, I might have it, let me go look. GL
You: If it's Bee Movie I'll just might have to punch you. Greg. -JW
Stranger: It's not bloody Bee Movie. GL
You: Good. -JW
Knowing him it might be some obscure russian movie that it need subtitles to be understood. -JW
Stranger: That sounds about right. GL
You: Can't I make him watch Frozen? -JW
Stranger: I'm joking. Though I think it might have been French. GL
Stranger: Why would he want to watch Frozen? GL
You: Don't know. -JW
Maybe he might like it. -JW
You: I'll just ask Mycroft to bring me the "Sick Sherlock" kit. -JW
I know he might have such a thing. -JW
You: How big is that kit? JW
Will it fit my flat? JW
Stranger: Oh, Les Choristes. That's the film. It's this French film about a boys chorus at a school, he was always fond of it. I think he liked the music. GL
You: I'll order it online. -JW
You: Might be useful in the futere. -JW
You: Future. -JW
Sorry. Octolock just whacked me turning. -JW
You: I'm the one who just got hit by his boyfriend, and you say poor kid? -JW
Stranger: Yes. He gets really restless in his sleep when he's sick. GL
You: Fine. I'll jut tie him to the bedpost then. -JW
You: I'm joking, before you sic Mycroft on me. -JW
Stranger: I would never. GL
You: look, I'm going to make him soup. Think you can entertain him a bit? JW
You: He just awoken, and he's a bit cranky. -JW
Stranger has disconnected.