JOHNS POV 12:03 December I'm supposed to write down everything that happens to me. The only problem? Nothing ever happens to me. My therapist will be reading this so Hello to her. She's the one that got me to write this stupid thing. I'm supposed to tell you a little about myself I suppose. I doubt anyone will read this though. First off I was in the army as a doctor. I have a limp, my therapist says its psychosomatic. I walk with a cane and live in veteran support housing. I need to find a flat mate. I'm supposed to meet with an old friend late today for coffee. He thinks he's found a flatmate for me. Some sort of detective. Until tomorrow. JW ----------- 11:08 December Sherlock Holmes. That was his name if I can recall it correctly. We went to a lab at the hospital I used to work at. He was there, working away. He barely acknowledged us when we came in. He was wearing a suit jacket and a purple dress shirt. He had high cheek bones and messy black hair. I hadn't even introduced myself when he simply said "Afghanistan or Iraq" he had somehow figured out that I was in the army but I assume my friend told him. He told me he plate the violin when he was thinking. "sorry?" I asked concerned, to which he simply replied that flatmates should know the worst about each other. "I found a flat thin central London we may be able to afford together" he stated. I watched completely baffled as he walked past me and out the door. "What? That's it? I don't even know your name and were off to look at a flat?". he popped his head back in the door and said. "The names Sherlock Holmes and the address is 221b Baker street. ". He's quite peculiar. I think I'll go see the flat anyways. JW ----- Sorry if this sucks ^.^ it's late and I'm tired. Hopefully it'll get somewhat better. It's a modern day Sherlock holmes based on the BBCs SHERLOCK. watch it. It's amazing. -----
Lol I just rewatched a bunch of Sherlock yesterday, so when you said psychosomatic limp, I automatically knew keep it up!