Poor John
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Lestrade: OH MY GOSH! John, your blog! HAHAHAHAHAHA
John: Sorry, what?
Lestrade: the thing you just posted! LOL
John: The last thing I posted was two days ago.
Lestrade has posted a screenshot.
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Mycroft: LOL
Mary:
Moriarty: bwahahahahaaha
(y/n): HAHAHA OHMYGOSH LOL
John: DAMMIT, SHERLOCK!
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John: Sherlock, what the hell?!
(y/n): Why did you let Anderson on?
(y/n): Wait... did you guys team up?
Sherlock: Maybe.
(y/n): But you guys hate each other!
Sherlock: Yeah, but John's face was priceless.
(y/n): Where are you two, anyway?
Sherlock: At the flat.
John: SHERLOCK, OPEN THE DOOR!
Anderson: He told me to tell you that he isn't talking with you, and that he won't let you in.
John: SHERLOCK, LET ME IN RIGHT NOW! DON'T MAKE ME KNOCK THE DOOR DOWN!
Anderson: He says he doubts you're strong enough to do that, and that he'll barricade the door if he has to.
John: SHERLOCK!
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Mrs. Hudson: Hello, dear. I'm hearing shouting upstairs. Is everything alright?
(y/n): Sherlock and Anderson have locked John out of the apartment.
Mrs. Hudson: Oh. Well, John, I'm going to the store. I'll leave the door unlocked if you need anything.
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Sherlock has sent a private message to (y/n).
*(y/n), would you be able to go to Mrs. Hudson's flat and stay there and lock the door?*
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*Why of course. > : )*
Lestrade: What are you two up to?
(y/n): Oh, nothing...
John: Sherlock, open the door. This is childish!
Anderson: He says that pounding on the door won't change anything.
John: Screw you, Sherlock. I'm going to Mrs. Hudson's.
John: What the heck...?
John: (y/n), is that you in there laughing? DID YOU LOCK THE DOOR?!
(y/n): Maybe...
John: I TRUSTED YOU!
(y/n): Yeah, that was a mistake.
John: But you were at Scotland Yard, and you told me you took the bus this morning. Who drove you here?
(y/n): Look outside.
John: MYCROFT, WHAT THE HELL?!
Mycroft: Yes?
John: You did this?!
Mycroft: It wasn't my original idea, no. I did help, though.
John: WHY IS EVERYONE PLOTTING AGAINST ME?!
(y/n): Because we can.
- THE NEXT MORNING -
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John: I hate you all.
Sherlock: Why's that?
John: Because of all of you, I had to sleep on a park bench last night.
Lestrade: LOL
Mycroft:
Sherlock: hahahahahaha
(y/n): lolol
John: Wait... Mrs. Hudson should have been back from shopping by then. Why didn't she let me in?
Sherlock: ...
(y/n): ...
Anderson: ...
Mycroft: ...
John: OH MY GOD, SHE WAS IN ON IT TOO, WASN'T SHE?!
(y/n): LOL!
Sherlock: haha
Mycroft:
Lestrade: bwahahaha
John: I need new friends.
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