Sherlogs

This is really long. Read if convenient. If inconvenient, read anyways. It might be dangerous.

• Question to discuss: What do you think about male prostitutes?
• Stranger: Dull. -SH
• You: You better think they're dull. -JW
• Stranger: Although I would be interested in studying them. For science. -SH
• You: And how, exactly, would that benefit the scientific community? -JW
• Stranger: As if I'd bother doing anything for the scientific community. They can perform their own research. -SH
• Stranger: However, I would be interested to gather insight on a few of their... areas of expertise. -SH
• Stranger: For example: how common is a jam fetish? -SH
• You: Jam fe- I do NOT have a jam fetish, Sherlock! -JW
• Stranger: Yes you do. -SH
• Stranger: Really, there's no need to deny it. -SH
• You: You're right, there's no need for me to deny it. -JW
• You: Because I don't have a jam fetish. -JW
• Stranger: I don't mind if you do. It's just important for me to know which jars in the cupboard are safe for consumption. -SH
• You: Oh go- THEY ALL ARE. -JW
• You: /I'm/ not the one who goes around putting strange things in our food. -JW
• Stranger: I wouldn't say you're strange. -SH
• Stranger: And fine, maybe you're being pedantic. Do you prefer marmite? Jelly? Marmalade? -SH
• You: That doesn't matter because I don't have a jam fetish. -JW
• You: I really don't. -JW
• You: What even makes you think I do? -JW
• Stranger: It's me, remember? I detect things for a living. -SH
• Stranger: Also, I borrow your computer. -SH
• Stranger: "JamminGirls.com", really John? -SH
• You: I'm going to start taking it with me whenever I leave the flat. -JW
• You: No, the room. -JW
• Stranger: That sounds inconvenient. -SH
• You: You have legs. -JW
• You: You can start using them to go get your own computer. -JW
• Stranger: But I don't want to. -SH
• Stranger: I want to use yours. -SH
• Stranger: It's always closer. -SH
• You: You just want to look through my browsing history. -JW
• You: We have two computers for a reason, you know. -JW
• You: That reason is /privacy/. -JW
• You: Maybe you've heard of it. -JW
• Stranger: Privacy is boring. -SH
• Stranger: I can't believe you still use Internet Explorer. -SH
• You: It's the browser I've always used. -JW
• You: Why should I change? -JW
• Stranger: Just because you've always done something one way doesn't mean you have to keep doing it that way. That's dull. -SH
• You: Is that why you've been eating only on wednesdays and saturdays for the last two and a half years? -JW
• You: How very exciting. -JW
• Stranger: The same rules don't apply to me, obviously. I know what's best for myself. You don't. -SH
• You: I have a feeling I don't want to know what you think is best for me. -JW
• You: I'm fine with knowing nothing about myself. -JW
• Stranger: Then you shall always be content. Congratulations. -SH
• You: And I would thank you to never disturb that. -JW
• Stranger: What if I'm bored? -SH
• Stranger: Can I disturb it then? -SH
• You: I'd very much rather you not. -JW
• Stranger: A valiant effort, but ultimately doomed to failure. -SH
• Stranger: As I was saying. -SH
• Stranger: John Watson, you need to change your routine. -SH
• Stranger: Do something out of the ordinary. -SH
• Stranger: Surely there must be something you want to do but have never gotten round to it? -SH
• You: Probably. -JW
• You: I don't see how it's any of your business. -JW
• Stranger: You're my business. -SH
• You: My actions might be sometimes, but not my thoughts. -JW
• Stranger: But your thoughts are are the most interesting part of you. They're so... not mine. -SH
• You: Everyone's thoughts are not yours. -JW
• You: Why fixate on mine? -JW
• Stranger: Because they're usually about me. Obviously. -SH
• You: What? -JW
• You: They aren't. -JW
• Stranger: Yes. They are. I'm a remarkably fascinating person, I would expect nothing less than your full attention at all times. -SH
• You: If you had my full attention at all times I wouldn't be able to talk to other people. -JW
• You: Which I do. -JW
• You: So they're not.
• You: -JW*
• Stranger: Which is why you should stop talking to other people. It's distracting. -SH
• You: How is that distracting? -JW
• Stranger: It distracts you from me. I'd prefer that not happen. -SH
• You: Well now, Sherlock. -JW
• You: I didn't know you enjoyed attention bordering on obsessive stalking. -JW
• You: Which is exactly what you're implying. -JW
• Stranger: Please, John. I've had stalkers before. If you're 'stalking' me, you're doing a very obvious job of it. -SH
• Stranger: If you're going for stealth, try not sharing a flat with your target. -SH
• You: I never said I was stalking you. -JW
• You: I said it seemed like you were implying you liked obsessive attention. -JW
• Stranger: I said no such thing. All I said that is I would prefer if you accompanied me at all times, wherever I may go, without a complaint, and worked on minimizing external distractions that would strain your otherwise adequate mental faculties. -SH
• You: I'm not your pet, Sherlock. -JW
• You: I won't follow at your heels like an adoring puppy. -JW
• Stranger: Is that because I would probably forget to feed a puppy? -SH
• You: No, it's beca- you know what? -JW
• You: Nevermind. -JW
• Stranger: What? -SH
• You: It's not like you'd actually understand how a normal person feels. -JW
• You: There's no point in trying to explain it to you. -JW
• Stranger: On the contrary. I'd be interested in hearing how normal people feel. -SH
• Stranger: (It makes it that much easier to assert my superiority.) -SH
• You: Find someone else to do it, then. -JW
• Stranger: But I'd rather you do it. -SH
• You: I don't care at this point. -JW
• You: I really don't. -JW
• You: Go ask Molly, she has a lot of feelings. -JW
• Stranger: But you DO care, John, that's the point! -SH
• Stranger: And I'm not interested in Molly's feelings right now. -SH
• You: I bloody well know that, Sherlock!-JW
• You: I'm not going to tell you about my feelings or my thoughts just to be treated as another experiment. -JW
• Stranger: Is that what you think you are? Just another experiment? -SH
• Stranger: I thought you would have known better by now. -SH
• You: Why should I think any different? -JW
• You: You treat me like a /toy/, Sherlock. -JW
• You: And not even one you particularly care for. -JW
• Stranger: John... I believe we've discussed, on several occasions, the fact that I do not express my emotions as easily as most people do. -SH
• Stranger: However, I will have you know that I find you of considerable value to me. -SH
• Stranger: And on several occasions you have proved even more valuable than the results of my mold/teacups and kneecap/Jellybabies experiments. -SH
• You: Expressing your emotions differently should not translate into treating me like an object to be forgotten about until you want to play with it again. -JW
• You: And I know that, in your mind, that was a compliment, but it's really not. -JW
• You: Oh, golly me, sometimes I'm more valuable than words scrawled on a sheet of paper! -JW
• You: I feel so very special. -JW
• Stranger: Are you being deliberately obtuse? I thought you above that. -SH
• Stranger: And sarcasm doesn't suit you. -SH
• You: Everything everyone says seems deliberately obtuse to you. -JW
• Stranger: People should stop wasting time with meaningless platitudes and ordinary pleasantries and just say what they mean. -SH
• Stranger: It's not my fault everyone else has trouble making themselves clear. -SH
• You: Would you like me to say what I mean, then? -JW
• You: Alright. -JW
• You: You're brilliant, impossibly so. I never thought someone could be brilliant and daft all at once, but you are. -JW
• You: You can identify a breed of dog by the way it breathes, but you can't tell how one simple, ordinary person might feel because of that. -JW
• You: What good am I, compared to you? -JW
• You: Nothing. -JW
• You: I am nothing. -KW
• You: -JW*
• Stranger: John... -SH
• Stranger: You said you were going to say what you mean. But I think you misunderstood what I was asking. -SH
• Stranger: You can't possibly think that you're "nothing". You're quite mistaken there. -SH
• Stranger: I already told you, I consider you an important addition to my life. -SH
• Stranger: Do you really require me to say that again? Or was that sufficient for your purposes? -SH
• You: And yet, I do. Because there's always the implication that you'd rather be completely alone, that you'd rather I be more capable of following your train of thought. -JW
• You: How can I possibly completely believe anything you tell me when you're so fond of experimenting on your ordinary little flatmate? -JW
• Stranger: I don't experiment ON you, John. I merely incorporate you even further into my work. -SH
• Stranger: And I've tried alone. It... wasn't good. It's better now. With you. -SH
• Stranger: It's not like I was actually unable to afford this flat on my own, you know. -SH
• You: Everyone knows you perform better for an audience. -JW
• Stranger: Do I really? -SH
• You: Like you don't know the answer to that. -JW
• Stranger: Well, IF that were true, then you're a fine audience. -SH
• Stranger: And supporting actor. -SH
• You: Again, that sounds like a compliment in your head but it sounds to me more like further proof that I'm only here for your amusment. -JW
• Stranger: Then what do you want me to tell you?! Because obviously my way of going about things doesn't suit you. -SH
• You: I don't know. -JW
• Stranger: Oh. -SH
• Stranger: That's not helpful, then. -SH
• You: As prompt as always when stating the obvious. -JW
• Stranger: I thought that was more your area. -SH
• Stranger: You're making this rather difficult right now. -SH
• You: What? -JW
• Stranger: This. -SH
• Stranger: This whole... conversation. -SH
• Stranger: About... things. -SH
• You: How does it make anything difficult? -JW
• You: For you, I mean? -JW
• Stranger: Apparently you have been unaware of my level of... care... for you. I find that disappointing. And expressing that is, as I have already said, not exactly my division. -SH
• Stranger: But now I've said that, and we can move on, and we need never speak of this again. -SH
• You: Ordinary people have to talk about their feelings, so what would I know about yours? -JW
• You: I could talk about mine, but what hope is there that you would understand my feelings about anything, much less for /you/? -JW
• Stranger: I'm rather intelligent, I'm sure I'm capable of understanding what you think about me. As I recall, you expressed your feelings of anger quite clearly last week when you found the elbow in the kettle. I feel able to comprehend more of the same. -SH
• You: You were wrong before, when you said all of my thoughts were about you. -JW
• You: Most of them are. -JW
• You: The others are about myself. -JW
• You: All of them are about how I feel. -JW
• You: Somehow, Sherlock Holmes, I've fallen in love with you, and while it was never my plan to tell you, well. There it is. -JW
• You: I can start packing tomorrow, if you'd like. -JW
• You: If you want me to leave sooner, you'll have to leave the flat. -JW
• Stranger: Packing? John? Where are you going? -SH
• Stranger: You can't leave, not after that. -SH
• Stranger: Your, uh, feelings. They're reciprocated. -SH
• Stranger: Obviously. -SH
• You: Obv- I think our definitions of the word are very much not the same. -JW
• Stranger: Yes, "obviously", meaning 'easily perceived or understood; quite apparent'. What did you mean? -SH
• Stranger: It's a primary school word. For a trained physician and semi-professional blogger, I should hope you'd have a basic grasp of the English language. -SH
• You: You're forgetting that I'm ordinary, stupid. -JW
• You: What you think would be obvious to someone definitely isn't what most people actually /would/ find obvious. -JW
• Stranger: Yes. Well. I wouldn't cancel a fascinating study of the spread of ebola virus in an apartment air vents for just anyone, John. -SH
• You: There was no precedent, thus no way of knowing if you'd have stopped for anyone at all. -JW
• Stranger: You could have asked. -SH
• Stranger: IT WAS EBOLA, JOHN! EBOLA! -SH
• You: Oh yes, I'm sure you'd have answered that question. -JW
• Stranger: It would have gone like this: -SH
• Stranger: "John, I am going to measure the spread of ebola virus through air vents." -SH
• Stranger: "Sherlock, you are a genius, so I'm sure this is relevant to a case, but why did you have to pick our flat to experiment in? We live here. I am not going to contact a fatal disease just to satisfy your curiousity." -SH
• Stranger: "Very well. You have a point. I will cancel the experiment, so as to prevent you dying from a horrible illness."
• Stranger: "Why would you do that, Sherlock?" -SH
• Stranger: "Because I love you." -SH
• You: That is /not/ how I'd have worded it. -JW
• Stranger: I took some creative liberties. My point stands. -SH
• You: A lot of creative liberties. -JW
• You: I very much doubt you'd have said that back then faced with possible rejection. -JW
• Stranger: I might have said it then. But who knows? I'm inscrutable. -SH
• You: You love yourself too much to cause yourself emotional pain. -JW
• Stranger: And yet you've caused ME emotional pain. Considerable amounts. -SH
• Stranger: So I'm not sure your hypothesis that love=no emotional pain is correct. -SH
• You: That's not what I said. -JW
• You: And who knows, you might love yourself more than I love you. -JW
• You: Might love yourself more than you love me. -JW
• Stranger: I lack the data to confirm or deny your first statement, but I assure you your second conclusion is quite flawed. -SH
• Stranger: And I'm sure you more than anyone else can fully appreciate the impact of my last message. -SH
• Stranger: Because I am rather fond of myself. -SH
• You: I honestly don't know what to think about any of this. -JW
• Stranger: May I offer "bloody hell, Sherlock Holmes just confessed his love for me, I've wanted to snog him for ages" as a possible thought? -SH
• You: That was my second thought. -JW
• You: My first isn't important. -JW
• Stranger: Everything you say is important, John. -SH
• You: It's not something I said, it's something I thought. -JW
• You: And really, it isn't important. -JW
• Stranger: My mistake -- allow me to correct. Everything you THINK is important, John. Better? -SH
• You: You're not wrong very often, but this time you are. -JW
• You: Moving on. -JW
• You: What do we do now? -JW
• Stranger: If, not when, I were to be wrong wrong, it would be about something entirely minor and trivial. I sense this is not the case here. -SH
• You: It is trivial. -JW
• You: It was a tiny thought that was entirely unimportant. -JW
• You: Now, if you hadn't noticed, I was trying to change the subject. -JW
• Stranger: Still, for the completeness of this event, I would like to know. -SH
• Stranger: Would you prefer I guess? -SH
• Stranger: I have been accused, in the past, of missing obvious social cues. This might be one of those incidents. -SH
• You: I won't tell you even if you guess right. -JW
• Stranger: Was your first thought that you'd have to tell Harry about this, and she'd say "I told you so"? -SH
• Stranger: Was your first thought that Mrs Hudson would find out, and she'd say she already guessed as much? -SH
• You: No. -JW
• Stranger: Was your first thought that Lestrade would find out and he'd say "I told you so"? -SH
• You: No. -JW
• Stranger: Was your first thought that Anderson might find out and then think he has a chance with you? -SH
• You: That /is/ a horrible thought, but no. -JW
• Stranger: I must admit, that one I was less confident about. -SH
• Stranger: Was your first thought that Mycroft will now have you kidnapped and thoroughly interrogated as a result of your increased role in my life? -SH
• You: That was my fourth thought, but he does that all the time anyways. -JW
• Stranger: Your /fourth/ thought? John, there are a lot of thoughts that I am not being made privvy to. -SH
• You: My third thought was about what other people would say about you. -JW
• Stranger: John, you should by know, I don't care what other people say about me. They're not worth the mental exertion. -SH
• Stranger: *should know by now
• You: You might not care but obviously I do. -JW
• Stranger: Oh. I hadn't considered that. -SH
• You: Stupid. -JW
• Stranger: Yes, other people are. -SH
• You: So are you. -JW
• You: My stupid genius. -JW
• Stranger: That's a rather contradictory set of terms. And verging on insulting. -SH
• Stranger: But perhaps warranted. On occasion. -SH
• You: Weekly. -JW
• You: Sometimes daily. -JW
• Stranger: I object to such a libelous accusation. I was prepared to accept "bi-weekly". -SH
• You: And now you're not? -JW
• Stranger: I am willing to discuss terms. -SH
• Stranger: Although your addition of "daily" may have changed my support to "monthly". -SH
• You: I said "sometimes" daily. -JW
• Stranger: "Bi-monthly". -SH
• You: I'm prepared to accept that so long as you tell about experiments before you decide to start/do them. -JW
• Stranger: Bi-weekly, and I can use your computer when mine's too far away. -SH
• You: Only if you promise to stop using it to ask random people in chatrooms what they think would be the best way to increase the speed of decomposition of severed toes in jars of random liquids. -JW
• Stranger: Oh, I've already given up on that. All anyone ever wanted to talk about was "asl?". As if American Sign Language was useful on the Internet. -SH
• You: Tha- nevermind. -JW
• You: The internet is a strange place. -JW
• Stranger: Agreed. But also useful for blogging. Glad for that. Well, sometimes. -SH
• Stranger: But John, you still haven't told me what your first thought was. I know your second to fourth, in order, were you've wanted to snog me for ages, some touching but entirely unnecessary concern for my reputation, and a realistic expectation of my brother's reaction to news. All I've ruled out is that your first thought was not about Harry, Lestrade, Mrs. Hudson, or that incompetent police assistant. -SH
• You: I was hoping you'd forgotten. -JW
• Stranger: I will not even dignify that with a response. -SH
• You: You just did. -JW
• Stranger: A response other than the initial warning that there would be no response. -SH
• You: Nice save. -JW
• Stranger: You're evading. And rather obviously. -SH
• You: I won't deny that. -JW
• Stranger: I wasn't expecting you to. -SH
• Stranger: I'm just expecting you to answer. -SH
• You: I told you I wouldn't. -JW
• Stranger: Fine. -SH
• Stranger: Then I'll tell you mine. -SH
• Stranger: It was: 'I should have mentioned that the would-have-happened-almost-exactly-like-that cancelled-experiment confession would have ended with a damn good shag.' -SH
• You: You're a virgin, you don't know what counts as a "damn good shag." -JW
• Stranger: I have a very good imagination. -SH
• Stranger: And I feel like I must add: your quick dismissal of that speaks of low self-esteem, John. -SH
• You: Just stating a fact. -JW
• You: You like facts. -JW
• Stranger: Which is in itself a fact. -SH
• You: So double like. -JW
• Stranger: John, while I usually appreciate how your tendency to state the obvious helps me think, it's having the opposite effect in this situation. -SH
• You: My apologies. -JW
• Stranger: You are immensely frustrating. -SH
• You: Sorry. -JW
• Stranger: Don't apologize, apologies are useless. Explain. -SH
• You: What is there to explain? -JW
• Stranger: What are you hiding? -SH
• Stranger: What won't you tell me? -SH
• You: Nothing, Sherlock. -JW
• You: Leave it alone. -JW
• Stranger: No. -SH
• You: Why not? -JW
• Stranger: When have I ever left anything alone? -SH
• You: You cancelled your Ebola experiment and never started it again. -JW
• Stranger: But with plans to stage the experiment in a less occupied building in the near future. Not the same situation. -SH
• Stranger: I am going to stay here on the sofa and text until you tell me. I will block the kitchen. No more jam. -SH
• You: I can live without jam and there are many ways to get out of the flat. -JW
• Stranger: Don't be ridiculous. No one can live without jam. -SH
• You: Only for a few days. -JW
• You: And only when strictly necessary. -JW
• Stranger: I GIVE UP. -SH
• Stranger: I COMPLETELY GIVE UP. -SH
• Stranger: YOU WIN. -SH
• Stranger: I GIVE UP. -SH
• You: All caps? -JW
• You: Really? -JW
• You: Come on Sherlock. -JW
• Stranger: I was rather hoping you'd be the one doing that. -SH
• Stranger: Tonight. -SH
• Stranger: Or as soon as possible. -SH
• Stranger: My bedroom. Or yours. Doesn't matter. -SH
• You: You know I finish work at ten. -JW
• Stranger: So? -SH
• Stranger: Come home anyway. -SH
• Stranger: People will still be dying tomorrow. -SH
• You: I'm going to get fired if I keep leaving so early every day. -JW
• You: I'm on my way. -JW
• You: You better be naked when I get home. -JW
• You: (I'm exhausted, so I figured this would be a good place to stop. Sorry! Do you have tumblr?)
• Stranger: (Haha, no problem, I'm pretty tired myself. As long as these two ridiculous boys get together, all is right with the world! :P)
• Stranger: (And yup! I'm always-exaggerating.tumblr.com. Yourself?)
• You: (I'm hybridcomplex)
• You: (Sorry for being such a mediocre John.)
• Stranger: (OMG DON'T EVEN. Your John was so lovely! The right mix of frustrated and ~~angst-y and snarkastic.)
• You: (Your Sherlock is so gorgeous it makes me want to cry.)
• Stranger: (Awww, happy Johnlock tears all around!)
• You: (Happy Johnlock tears are the best kind!)
• Stranger: (So much better than Reichenbach tears. URGH.)
• Stranger: (Also, now that I'm talking to THE PERSON BEHIND JOHN, I've got a question: what was his first thought? For god's sake, woman, I need answers! :P)
• You: (That he doesn't deserve love.)
• You: (Because I'm a horrible person.)
• Stranger: (OH MY GOD.)
• Stranger: (OH MY GOD.)
• Stranger: (OH MY GOD.)
• Stranger: (MY FEELINGS.)
• Stranger: (FUCK.)
• Stranger: (YOU BROKE THEM.)
• You: (My apologies <3)
• Stranger: (I actually made a sad little whimpering sound. The same reaction I had to "Stupid. My stupid genius" and your John's whole "I can start packing tomorrow, if you'd like. -JW". LKLAJDSFLAJSACK.)
• Stranger: (Now I just have to go back and re-read this entire conversation know that was his first thought and THAT'S HOW YOU WERE WRITING JOHN THE WHOLE TIME and then my heart will shatter into a million tiny little pieces of BROKEN-NESS.)
• You: (I think this is the first time I've given someone feels~)
• Stranger: (OH GOD I HAVE HAD SO MANY ~FEELS THIS ENTIRE RP OMG I WAS DYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYING)
• You: (That's the biggest compliment ever. No one has complimented my roleplaying before <3)
• You: (You're magnificent. You should just BE Sherlock.)
• Stranger: (Are you for srs? What is wrong with people?! URGH. You were most totally excellent, and ~feeelings and the way you had John trail off with "That's no-- nevermind" a couple times WAS SO PERFECT and I was just picturing Martin Freeman's faces the whole time and umph lovely.)
• Stranger: (Thank you, that is a major compliment!!! I actually kinda feel like Sherlock now, not noticing how angsty and self-loathing your John was the whole time! -facepalm-)
• You: (Well, considering I was writing it in sneakily~ (at least in my head) that's understandable)
• Stranger: OKAY, ONE SECOND, I NEED TO WRITE AN ADDENDUM BECAUSE OTHERWISE I WILL BE WAY TOO SAD TO FUNCTION TODAY:
• Stranger: John, you have left me no choice. If you won't tell me, I will have to figure this out by myself. I'm good at this, you know. -SH
• Stranger: I am now re-reading our entire textual conversation of this past evening, and I have several hypotheses. -SH
• Stranger: Have now discarded seven of eight possibilities. No time to confirm, will have to act on instinct on this one. -SH
• Stranger: John Watson, you are the most remarkable person I have ever met. You are funny, and kind, and caring, and sexually appealing, and rather smart (for a non-genius). And you deserve to be loved (by a genius). -SH
• Stranger: PS: Come home soon. Am not wearing clothes, and suspect Mrs Hudson has left the air conditioner on. It is getting quite chilly on the sofa, and the blanket is on the other side of the room. Hurry. -SH
• Stranger: THE END
• You: (SO MUCH LOVE <3)
• Stranger: (ALL OF THE FLUFFY SCHMOOP!)
• You: (IT'S SO FLUFFEEEEEEH!)
• Stranger: (IT'S SO FLUFFY I'M GONNA DIE!)
• You: (THE FLUFF, IT'S CHOKING ME!)
• Stranger: (AND THEN JOHN GETS THE TEXT, AND THEN HE IS HAPPY, AND HE GOES HOME AND HE AND SHERLOCK HAVE AWESOME, EPIC, EXISTS-ONLY-IN-FANFIC MAGICAL HEALING SEX, AND THEN THEY LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER SURROUNDED BY DANGEROUS EXPERIMENTS AND SEVERED BODY PARTS. AND JAM.)
• You: (AND MILK.)
• You: (AND THE NEXT DAY WHEN THEY TELL MYCROFT THEY'RE TOGTHER HE DECIDES TO TELL THEM ABOUT HIM AND LESTRADE.)
• You: (AND ALL IS WELL IN THE WORLD.)
• Stranger: (OF COURSE THE MILK. OF COURSE! AND YES! YES! I SHIP MYSTRADE LIKE IT'S MY DIVISION.)
• You: (ANYONE WHO ISN'T ANDERSON DIGS THE MYSTRADE.)
• You: (HE'S TOO STUPID TO SEE IT.)
• Stranger: (OH YEAH, TOTALLY. LIKE, MYSTRADE COULD BE HAVING SEX ON HIS DESK AND ANDERSON WOULD BE LIKE "CAN YOU MOVE OUT OF THE WAY, I'M TRYING TO WATCH LAND BEFORE TIME".)
• You: (HE WOULDN'T EVEN NOTICE THE CAKE SMEARED ALL OVER THE PLACE.)
• Stranger: (AHAHAHAHA OMG YES)
• Stranger: (OKAY STRANGER -- EXCUSE ME, hybridcomplex -- I AM SO EXHAUSTED RIGHT NOW. I FEAR I MUST DEPART. :( )
• You: (IT IS QUITE ALRIGHT SOULMATE, I MUST ALSO INDULGE IN SLEEP.)
• You: (<3)
• Stranger: (WELL, SOULMATE, THANK YOU FOR A MOST MINDBLOWINGLY FANTASTIC RP! :D)
• You: (SWEET DREAMS :D<3)
• Stranger: (YOU TOO! DREAM OF JAWNLOCK! <3)
• You: (FOREVER!)
• Stranger: (ALWAYS!)
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