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"Mycroft's pretty… wait, what?" Sherlock was stunned.
"Mycroft's pretty… wait, what?" Sherlock was stunned.
(Hi friend had to leave but I'm here now!)
(i might have to go soon lol)
(Kk continue?)
"My-he, Mycroft set me up for a blind date, with his 'pretty' friend." John massaged his temples.
"Well, that explains why he was laughing like a maniac over the phone."
"Wait, what?" John began to piece the puzzle together.
"He obviously was setting you up with me. You know, since he thinks we're in love."
(gtg)
(Bye)
"Should we just leave?"
Mycroft texted. We had a deal. You stay.
Sherlock texted back, Are you stalking us?
Mycroft chuckled and texted. Perhaps.
"Well, this is strictly business, I suppose. Menu?" Sherlock asked, offering John a golden embossed pamphlet.
"Uh, okay," John replied, stunned that Sherlock might actually eat human food.
"About me…. you know, disappearing for a while. Are you really okay?"
"Well," John mumbled. "At first, I was not okay. I wasn't eating or doing anything, so I was prescribed some…stuff." He sighed.
"It was really hard, but now I'm okay. I'm okay."
"So you were on drugs for a while, basically. Any side affects? Good, bad?"
"The basics; headaches, dizziness. It was really bad combined with my..PTSD." John frowned. "I was really not okay."
"You're okay now, I presume? Or are you in a state of emotional dilemma?"
"Well, what do you expect?" John fiddled with his fork. "My best friend presumed dead just showed up at my old flat while I'm high on drugs and already feeling down." John cleared his throat. "Sorry."
"What for? It was an honest answer."
"I know, it's just; I wish that you would've just contacted me or something, anything." John paused and looked down. "It was really hard."
"I… well, I'm sorry. But I suppose that snuffing out most of Moriarty's connections would be incognito work."
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