@ElderGod-Carrots
John rolled his eyes and made sure he actually put them on this time.
John rolled his eyes and made sure he actually put them on this time.
"Are you in the mood for Thai or Italian?"
(Hello?)
(Fren?)
(sorry, still in school!)
“Italian.”
"Formal or casual?" Sherlock asked, he was subtly hinting this was a date, but John wouldn't be able to tell sadly.
“Um, formal for a change.” John smiled subtly.
"Sounds good." Sherlock said, grabbing a briefcase with all his files, poisons, and various body parts he had borrowed from Molly at work. Morgues were useful.
“Do you really need that?” John moaned, “Never mind, forget I asked.”
"It's for the case Jawn."
"Do you really want to argue?" Sherlock asked.
“No, so let’s just go.”
Sherlock took John's hand and the two men walked out of 221b.
John was shooked when Sherlock took his hand but did not object
(And Sherlock holds John's hand… gasp!)
"I know a good place with food and people who tolerate me." Sherlock said. "Or do you have something else in mind?"
“No, where ever you want to go.” John smiled up at him
Sherlock returned the smile but the second he looked away the smile returned to a sullen frown.
“What’s the matter?” John asked, now concerned for his friend.
The restaurant was large and incredibly busy. It smelled heavenly in there and it had a romantic mood about it. They found a table and waited for their order to be taken.
“What’s the matter?” John asked, now concerned for his friend.
"Nothing. This is my normal face." Sherlock said.
(Sullen frown=normal Sherlock face.)
(Oh right yeah. Sorry it’s been a long day and sadly I ahve to leave. See ya soon!)
“This is a nice place.” John said, looking around
(Kk) "I suppose it is." Sherlock said, he kept scanning the room, looking for something new, some flaw, anything fishy.
(Hello?)
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