RANDOM SCRIPT!
(SH= Sherlock Holmes)
(LB= Laura Black)
(JW= John Watson)
LB: *staring at the smiley face spray painted into the wall* Sherlock.
SH: *absent minded* Hm?
LB: *not blinking or looking away* Your wall is smiling at me.
SH: *not caring* Yes.
[Silence]
LB: Sherlock?
SH: *absent, slightly irritated* Hm?
LB: It's still smiling at me.
SH: *exasperated* Than turn around.
LB: 'Kay.
[Silence]
LB: Sherlock?
SH: *irritated* I told you to turn around if the face was bothering you.
LB: No, it's not that.
SH: Than what is it?
LB: ...I'm bored.
SH: *sighs and turns* What do you mean you're bored?
LB: *exasperated* I mean I'm bored. The sky is blue, the earth goes around the sun, and I. Am. BORED.
SH: *perplexed* The earth orbits the sun?
LB: *raises eyebrows* What?
SH: *exasperated* The earth. Around the sun.
LB: *disbelieving* Oh my god.
SH: *confused* Not quite.
LB: *pretends she doesn't hear that* You don't know...
SH: Obviously, I wouldn't be asking if I did. *pompous eyeroll*
LB: *disbelieving laughter* Oh, you're kidding!
SH: *confused, wondering if erratic behavior is because of PMS* No... No, I'm not.
LB: *shocked* But, you must be!
SH: *embarrassed but trying to hide it, irritated eyeroll* Nothing about this situation is even remotely humorous!
LB: *cackling madly*
SH: Ugh. *calls impartial third party (John)*
LB: *still giggling, but calming down* What are you doing?
SH: Calling John.
LB: *pretends to be hurt* Why? I thought we were having fun.
SH: I'm calling to ask whether the earth actually revolves around the sun.
LB: *stunned silence for a few seconds, then doubles over in laughter* OH MY GOD
SH: Will you stop saying that? Never mind, shut up, John's picking up.
JW: Helloooo?
SH: ...Are you drunk?
LB: *laughs harder*
JW: Meeeebeeeeee! Wassup?
SH: ...How about I call you later.
JW: Nuuu, c'mon, mate! You called for a reason! Lez 'ear it.
SH: *tactless as usual* Laura tells me the earth revolves around the sun. Is that true?
LB: *still laughing, now leaning on Sherlock's mantel next to Billy*
SH: *not looking away* If you touch my skull, I'm tying you to that chair.
JW: Ooo, mate, kinky. Di'n't know ya had it in you!
SH: What? No! Just answer the question so I can hang up, you're acting stupider than usual.
JW: A'righ', a'righ', Sherly, keep yer pants on. Yep.
SH: "Yep" what? And don't call me Sherly!
JW: Yep. The earth does go 'round the sun.
SH: ...
JW: *confused and slightly impatiant* 'Appy?
LB: *pops up behind Sherlock* Yep!
SH: *disgruntled* No. *hangs up*
[Slightly awkward silence]
LB: ...So... *turns toward Sherlock with Cheshire grin*
SH: *not meeting her eyes* No.
LB: *ignores* Sherly, huh?
SH: *glares at lap* No.
LB: *smirking internally* How come I don't get to call you something cute?
SH: Stop it.
LB: Lockster.
SH: Shut up.
LB: Sher-Sher?
SH: *disgusted face*
LB: Okay, fine, no nicknames.
SH: Thank you.
LB: Holmie.
SH: *groans*