Sherlock has logged on.

Sherlock has started a chatroom.

(y/n) has logged on.

John has logged on.

Mary has logged on.

Mycroft has logged on.

Moriarty has logged on.

Lestrade has logged on.

Sherlock: WE HAVE A PROBLEM.

(y/n): Sherlock, we all know there hasn't been any cases in almost a week, but one will turn up soo—

Sherlock: I NEED MY CIGARETTES

(y/n): Sherlock, no.

Sherlock: PLEASE!!

(y/n): No! Cold turkey, we all agreed.

Sherlock: That's a stupid idea, who's idea was that?

(y/n): Uh, yours.

Sherlock: ...

*pause*

Sherlock: THEY HAVE TO BE HERE SOMEWHERE

John: Sherlock, you've been doing really well, don't give up now!

Sherlock: JOHN WHERE ARE THEY

John: Not telling, sorry.

Sherlock: please *gives john this media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/236... look* (A/N: awww ajksskjsk)

John: Still no.

Mrs. Hudson has logged on.

Mrs. Hudson: I heard yelling, is everything alright?

Sherlock: MY CIGARRETES!

Mrs. Hudson: I'm sorry?

Sherlock: MY SECRET SUPPLY OF CIGARRETES, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH THEM?!

Mrs. Hudson: I don't know, I'm not your housekeeper!

Sherlock: UGH THEY HAVE TO BE HERE SOMEWHERE

Mrs. Hudson has logged off.

Sherlock: I'M GOING TO BUY SOME

John: Sherlock, no! I'm not going to let you go—

Sherlock: I SAID LET ME LEAVE

John: 0_0

Lestrade: John? What's going on?

John: Sherlock left...

(y/n): What?! Why'd you let him leave?!

John: HE HAS MY GUN

(y/n): Well shit

Mycroft: We need to set up a perimeter. Nobody in a two mile radius will sell him any, if he gets farther than that...

Lestrade: I'll set up a perimeter!

(y/n): I'll try to convince him not to go anywhere.

John: But (y/n), he want cigarettes and he has a gun!

(y/n): It's okay, I have an idea.

Sherlock: DAMMIT

John: What?

Sherlock: NOBODY IS GIVING ME ANY CIGARETTES!

Lestrade: That's your fault, you paid everyone off and convinced them not to give you any—

Sherlock: SHUT UP GREG

Lestrade: Oh my gosh! He got my name right! 

Lestrade: I think I'm gonna cry

Moriarty: Ewww man tears

(y/n): Sherlock, give me the gun!

Sherlock: NO!

(y/n): If you surrender, I'll tell you where the cigarettes are.

Lestrade: WHAT?!

John: (Y/N) DON'T DO THIS!

Sherlock: HOW MANY ARE THERE

(y/n): 72.

Sherlock: OKAY I SURRENDER NOW GIVE ME THE CIGARRETES 

(A/N: did you guys see that reference? I have a problem don't I... nevermind)

Sherlock: askjsjksklsklsms

Mycroft: (y/n) did you kill my brother

(y/n): No, just punched him in the face. He's out cold.

John: Well, now what do we do with him?

(y/n): Hmm...

~ 15 MINUTES LATER... ~

Sherlock: What the hell...?

Sherlock: OKAY WHO HANDCUFFED ME TO A CHAIR

(y/n): LOL!

Mycroft: 

John: lolol

Lestrade: HAHAHAHAHA

Sherlock: I hate you all.

(y/n): We know.

Lestrade: Now what? Should we just leave him there?

(y/n): Yep.

(y/n) has logged off.

Lestrade has logged off.

Sherlock: DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE ME HERE—

Moriarty has logged off.

Mary has logged off.

John has logged off.

Mycroft has logged off.

Sherlock: Dammit

Sherlock has logged off.