A/N: As promised.
Don't worry about memorising the fonts...I made it pretty clear as to who two are conversing.
One more exam to go. Yay!
Italics is Sherlock
Bold is John
No effect is Molly
Bold and underlined is Harry
Bold and Italics is Mycroft
28th January, Tuesday
(2:00 p.m) Congratulate me.
(2:05 p.m) Congratulations, Doctor.
(2:06 p.m) You're scarily close to the thing I'm celebrating.
(2:08 p.m) Got the job then?
(2:09 p.m) You know, I'm beginning to get used to you knowing everything about me and not freak out. Am I really that transparent?
(2:11 p.m) No.
(2:12 p.m) At the end of the day, John, everyone (either consciously or subconsciously), seeks attention. Everyone wants to be heard, to be acknowledged. Everyone wants to set themselves apart from the seven billion. It makes things very easy for someone who observes.
(2:15 p.m) That's quite deep. And a little scary. Thousands of people, walking around with their life stories written on their faces...
(2:16 p.m) I'm glad you appreciate the severity of the problem. Anyway, another deduction. You don't have a girlfriend or boyfriend. (Still haven't figured out - I'm inclined to think you are bi)
(2:18 p.m) Well, I'm mostly straight.
(2:19 p.m) What do you mean, mostly straight?
(2:19 p.m) Well, I feel attracted to women. But, (I still don't know if this is because I was frustrated), I do remember feeling attracted towards a guy.
(2:20 p.m) I see.
(2:21 p.m) So, how do you know I don't have a girlfriend?
(2:22 p.m) The fact that you're celebrating this with me.
(2:24 p.m) Well, I did ask a woman out today. Sarah. But, considering she was the one who gave me the job...
(2:26 p.m) It seems double congratulations are in order then.
(2:28 p.m) Yeah, I know.
(2:30 p.m) So, how's Harry?
(2:31 p.m) A little better. She's ashamed. She really loves Clara, you know. She refused rehab but she's doing quite well for now.
(2:32 p.m) Remember, Doctor, no one deceives like an addict.
(2:34 p.m) Why do you udflisdbfl
(2:49 p.m) And that was Harry, snatching my phone to see who I was texting so much.
(2:49 p.m) She read the part about the addict thing.
(2:50 p.m) Then, she started crying. She's only seventeen.
(2:51 p.m) That's some age difference you got there.
(2:52 p.m) Well...
(2:53 p.m) Yes?
(2:54 p.m) Yeah.
(2:55 p.m) Okay?
(2:56 p.m) Okay.
(2:57 p.m) Okay.
Evening
(6:09 p.m) Bored.
(6:11 p.m) Date.
(6:23 p.m) Sarah?
(6:24 p.m) Yeah. She's not here yet.
(6:25 p.m) Where are you?
(6:26 p.m) Random restaurant. Nothing too fancy.
(6:27 p.m) When was she supposed to come?
(6:28 p.m) Two minutes from now.
(6:29 p.m) So, you obviously like her very much.
(6:32 p.m) No one wants to be alone. Okay, she's here.
(6:33 p.m) Have fun.
(9:34 p.m) No.
(9:35 p.m) No.
(9:35 p.m) Date gone bad?
(9:36 p.m) No, date went well. Then, the idiot had to walk in.
(9:38 p.m) Who?
(9:39 p.m) The owner of the place, I think. He placed a candle on our table saying it would be "very romantic"
(9:40 p.m) Tell me it is what I think it is.
(9:41 p.m) It is.
(9:42 p.m) Oh my god. Best thing I've heard all day. Who did it?
(9:43 p.m) I don't know. I went outside to take a call and she went to wash her hands. We came back and the table was burning like the effing Sun.
(9:44 p.m) No one burnt their hair?
(9:45 p.m) Nah.
(9:46 p.m) Too bad.
(9:47 p.m) "Writes in mental clipboard - Shows enthusiasm in violence"
(9:48 p.m) Where are you now?
(9:49 p.m) Home. Apparently, she is scared of fire since the time she burnt her hand a few years ago.
(9:50 p.m) So, why aren't you soothing your damsel in distress?
(9:51 p.m) She needs to be alone. Doesn't trust me that much yet.
(9:55 p.m) What you up to?
(9:58 p.m) William?
(10:09 p.m) I'm just going to assume Lestrade came in with another case
29th January, Wednesday
(11:08 a.m) Hello?
(1:02 p.m) William?
(5:06 p.m) I went to the restaurant again. No fire.
30th January, Thursday
(8:09 a.m) Hi?
(7:03 a.m) I am beginning to get slightly worried.
(11:03 a.m) Doctor Who is on the telly...
(1:05 p.m) Thoughts on David Tennant?
(3:09 p.m) What about Steven Moffat?
(5:00 p.m) You see, one sided texting is not that fun.
31st January, Friday
(12:03 p.m) Congratulate me, Doctor
(12:06 p.m) Congratulations? Where the hell have you been?
(12:08 p.m) Undercover for a case. Straight eighteen hours with no food or sleep. No more details. Although, I did see your texts but could not reply for fear of blowing my cover.
(12:09 p.m) That's alright. I was slightly worried about you.
(12:10 p.m) Um...what am I supposed to say here?
(12:12 p.m) Thank you.
(12:13 p.m) Thank you, John.
(12:14 p.m) Anytime. Do tell me when you are going undercover the next time though.
(12:17 p.m) Why?
(12:19 p.m) So that I won't text you during the time. Your skills of deduction are amazing.
(12:21 p.m) ...John?
(12:23 p.m) Yes?
(12:34 p.m) If I were to ask you a favor and depend on you to not judge me, would you do it?
(12:36 p.m) I am not killing anybody!
(12:38 p.m) Shoot away (terrible pun)
(12:39 p.m) Seriously, tell me.
(12:40 p.m) Forget it.
(12:42 p.m) Oh, come on, William! Don't pout.
(12:44 p.m) Tell me.
(12:46 p.m) Would you please keep texting me while I am undercover?
(12:47 p.m) Why...? I felt pretty stupid.
(12:49 p.m) It passes the time, hearing your account of the mediocrity the world is filled with.
(12:51 p.m) Or you just like the attention.
(12:53 p.m) Who does not like attention?
(12:56 p.m) Fair enough. I will. But, what is in it for me?
(12:58 p.m) I could return the favor...ramble for a while...
(12:59 p.m) God no. I can almost predict what it is going to be like:
I am bored! Boooreeed! Lestrade won't get me another case. My contact in the mortuary (insert name here) is not letting me perform experiments. My landlady warned me about the wall paper. Why am I surrounded by idiots? (Insert deduction here). I tried watching that ridiculous Doctor thing but who the hell is he anyway? I hate life.
(1:03 p.m) I showed it to my landlady. She says it is one hundred percent accurate.
(1:04 p.m) Diversionary tactics. So, tell me. What for me?
(1:06 p.m) What would you like?
(1:09 p.m) Hmm. Let me think.
(1:15 p.m) Got it. Your stories. Let your defenses down a little. You throw in these random lines and I know something happened which make you say those words. But I never ask.
(1:21 p.m) I am pretty sure you wouldn't like me if I did
(1:23 p.m) Try me
(1:25 p.m) I'll try
(1:26 p.m) Okay?
(1:27 p.m) Okay.
(1:28 p.m) Okay.
(8:09 p.m) Molly, you free?
(8:10 p.m) Oh, look who's texting! Remembered that I am alive then? What do you need? A foot?
(8:12 p.m) Look, I am sorry
(8:13 p.m) IT HAS BEEN FOUR DAYS. I COULD HAVE DIED IN FOUR DAYS
(8:14 p.m) I really am sorry.
(8:15 p.m) WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME WE MET FOR ANYTHING OTHER THAN HUMAN PARTS
(8:17 p.m) EIghteen days ago when you wanted to have that rom-com marathon?
(8:19 p.m) You like them, admit it
(8;21 p.m) Don't go there, Molls.
(8:23 p.m) Okay, okay. WHERE WERE YOU? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WORRIED I WAS? I made Mycroft search all dens in case you slipped.
(8:24 p.m) Undercover the past three days.
(8:26 p.m) Oh. I am still mad at you though.
(8:29 p.m) Make it up to you?
(8:31 p.m) You better.
(8:34 p.m) Tell you what. Doctor Who marathon. My place. Bring popcorn.
(8:33 p.m) You're watching Doctor Who?!
(9:09 p.m) MAteeeeeeee
(9:10 p.m) Good god, are you drunk?
(9:11 p.m) NooOOoo...onnnlly a littttle..
(9:12 p.m) Where are you?
(9:13 p.m) Withh Saaarhh inM baaerr
(9:15 p.m) I will leave you to it then.
(9:16 p.m) NOOodsdnno. Stybhjsa
(9:18 p.m) YOohdodoo
(9:19 p.m) SHHeee leedftdd;.
(9:23 p.m) willaea
(9:25 p.m) nmighhhht
1st Febraury, Saturday
(6:00 a.m) Oh, what a beautiful morning it is!
(6:06 a.m) The Sun shining brightly, asking us to join us in its merriment with its dancing rays.
(6:15 a.m) So pleasant is the song of the birds!
Phone ringing. Call from William
"Hello? Do you need me at the hospital?"
Call end from William
(6:15 a.m) I called so that the ringing would wake you up.
(6:16 a.m) Yeah, I am wide awake now.
(6:17 a.m) As a punishment because you were drunk yesterday and were likely to have a hangover...
(6:19 a.m) I gathered that
(6:22 a.m) So you are awake now.
(6:24 a.m) Yes, it seems I am.
(6:25 a.m) Good
(6:27 a.m) Good
(6:28 a.m) Um..breakfast?
(6:29 a.m) Coffee for now
(6:30 a.m) Right, right
(6:31 a.m) Yeah.
(6:32 a.m) John?
(6:32 a.m) Yeah?
(6:33 a.m) Good morning
(6:34 a.m) Good morning
(6:35 a.m) Have a nice day
(6:36 a.m) You too
Afternoon
(4:09 p.m) Why? Why me?
(4:10 p.m) What happened?
(4:11 p.m) Sarah's giving me the cold shoulder. I don't even know why. Something to do with yesterday, I think. But I don't even remember!
(4:12 p.m) Do want my help remembering it or you want my help with talking to her (you must know by now that I am terrible at the latter)
(4:14 p.m) Recollection.
(4:16 p.m) Okay, visualize the place you were in. The chair you were in, the lighting, the bar...
(4:17 p.m) Yes, I can visualise it. I go there pretty often.
(4:19 p.m) So, think about what you were drinking. Think about how she looked when she sat next to you.
(4:21 p.m) Yeah.
(4:22 p.m) Do you remember the conversation?
(4:24 p.m) Yeah. We were talking about a patient. Then, we talked about me getting my job. She teased me a little saying she hired me only because I looked good.
(4:25 p.m) Go on. Was drinking too much your idea?
(4:27 p.m) Wait, hang on. She told me that she deserved a party since her boyfriend got a job. So, we began drinking toasting to a lot of shit.
(4:28 p.m) Yes. You were slowly feeling light-headed. You kept drinking, laughing at the most ridiculous things.
(4:30 p.m) Oh no.
(4:31 p.m) What happened?
(4:32 p.m) WHY IS IT ALWAYS FIRE
(4:33 p.m) Oh. The drinks?
(4:35 p.m) Yeah, I think I ordered one of those drinks which have a flame on top of them.
(4:37 p.m) I would have loved to see her face.
(4:38 p.m) Ah, it's okay. I will go apologize to her.
(4:40 p.m) You do that.
(5:31 p.m) Nope.
(5:32 p.m) What did she say?
(5:34 p.m) I don't respect her feelings and fears apparently.
(5:35 p.m) And?
(5:36 p.m) I am an insensitive wart for ordering the drink that ruined our first date.
(5:37 p.m) And?
(5:39 p.m) She would rather go out with a balloon.
(5:41 p.m) Strange is the way a woman's mind works
(5:42 p.m) No, it is a famous analogy from a TV show. It is about something being very easily replaceable.
(5:44 p.m) You know I don't watch telly.
(5:45 p.m) John?
(5:45 p.m) Mhm?
(5:46 p.m) Could I ask you a question? You don't have to answer it if you don't want to.
(5:47 p.m) Um..alright?
(5:48 p.m) You remember feeling attracted to a guy?
(5:49 p.m Um..I am sorry. I can't do this right now. Try me later?
(5:50 p.m) Of course, John.
(5:52 p.m) No case?
(5:55 p.m) Nope. Composing. Passes the time.
(5:56 p.m) Would this be violin music?
(5:57 p.m) Yes. I'm surprised you remember.
(5:58 p.m) I'll leave you to it then.
(5:59 p.m) Thank you for understanding.
(6:00 p.m) And John?
(6:02 p.m) Yeah?
(6:04 p.m) You have a cute morning voice.
(6:06 p.m) JOHN WATSON. WHY ARE YOU BLUSHING?
(6:07 p.m) I've been watching you for the past three minutes now.
(6:08 p.m) Goodness sake, Harry, we are in the same room!
(6:09 p.m) Clara's sleeping!
(6:10 p.m) Okay, okay.
(6:11 p.m) WHO WERE YOU TEXTING?
(6:13 p.m) Some guy I accidentally met. I texted him thinking it was you.
(6:15 p.m) And he said that it was the wrong number so you blushed?
(6:16 p.m) I AM NOT BLUSHING
(6:17 p.m) John. John. John.
(6:18 p.m) No.
(6:19 p.m) You met this guy online? Meaning you have no idea who he is?
(6:20 p.m) Yes...
(6:21 p.m) You have heard mom's lecture on cyber danger, yes?
(6:22 p.m) For god's sakes, Harry, I am not a teenager. And, William is not exactly asking me to send naked pictures of myself.
(6:24 p.m) William, huh? You are on first-name basis already? Does he know your last name? You credit card number?
(6:25 p.m) Come on, Harry.
(6:26 p.m) You must admit it is crazy.
(6:27 p.m) Well, yes.
(6:28 p.m) As long as you know, it's fine.
(6:29 p.m) Just a second. You were blushing because of a guy? OH MY GOD. YOU'RE GAY?
(6:30 p.m) There was nothing sexual involved, I assure you. I was blushing because I did not know how to react, that's all.
(6:31 p.m) My brother's gay..
(6:32 p.m) Harry!
(6:33 p.m) Alright, alright. Spoilsport.
(6:35 p.m) No, but seriously, imagine you introducing this guy to our parents.
(6:36 p.m) Nah, it's fun only when you are on the sidelines. I still remember you introducing Clara to dad.
(6:37 p.m) Anyway, I am not gay.
(6:38 p.m) Okay, okay. Hold your horse.
(6:39 p.m) You wanna go out for dinner? I know this Chinese place - the food's good.
(6:41 p.m) Sure, yeah. Be back in five.
(9:31 p.m) So, what did your fortune cookie say?
(9:32 p.m) Will you not stop pestering me? It's the only thing we've talked about since the past twenty minutes.
(9:33 p.m) No. Not when it brought out such a reaction.
(9:35 p.m) Okay, fine. Here take it.
(9:36 p.m) New replaces the old. Strangers become friends and friends become strangers. Suggestive wink.
(9:37 p.m) It's merely about me moving to that new place the day after.
(9:37 p.m) No, I meant the strangers becoming "friends" part.
(9:37 p.m) You know what? I am done arguing with you.
(9:38 p.m) I am not saying you have to be gay, John. Just look at the evidence, that's all.
(9:39 p.m) Don't you think the fact that your feeling of not being the only one is clouding your judgment?
(9:40 p.m) That may be.
(9:41 p.m) Night, Harry.
(9:42 p.m) Night, Johnny boy.
2nd February, Sunday
(8:09 a.m) I have a question to which I need a straight forward answer. I mean, if you wish to answer.
(9:08 a.m) Oh, hi, sorry. Molly and I were playing guess the career.
(9:09 a.m) What? Who's Molly?
(9:10 a.m) Molly is my contact in the mortuary. If you have the misfortune to meet her, tell her I said she was my "bestest friend in the whole world!"
(9:11 a.m) She is, isn't she?
(9:12 a.m) The closest I've got.
(9:13 a.m) Yeah?
(9:13 a.m) Yeah.
(9:13 p.m) What's the game again?
(9:14 a.m) It's an amazing game. Molly, like I said, works in the mortuary. She has these bodies lined up for me. I can only see their hands and legs and have to guess their career which she will later verify. She's offered it as a gift for five Sundays for my birthday.
(9:15 a.m) When is your birthday?
(9:16 a.m) Sometime in January.
(9:17 a.m) Are you being intentionally ambiguous?
(9:18 a.m) Yes. I don't like celebrating birthdays.
(9:19 a.m) Okay.
(9:19 a.m) Yeah.
(9:20 a.m) What was this question you wanted to ask?
(9:21 a.m) Oh, never mind that now. I'll watch Doctor Who now.
(9:22 a.m) Doctor Who won't be aired for another hour. Tell me what it is!
(9:23 a.m) I'll watch it online.
(9:24 a.m) Come on, John.
(9:25 a.m) Okay, fine. I was merely curious about your sexuality.
(9:26 a.m) Oh.
(9:27 a.m) But you didn't want to ask because then you would have to answer the same question. And you are not ready for that.
(9:27 a.m) Yeah.
(9:28 a.m) That's okay, I won't ask you to answer it. Yet.
(9:29 a.m) I feel attracted to both men and women. I think it's because my logical side is so rooted in me that I no longer have any reason to prefer one sex over the other.
(9:30 a.m) Okay...
(9:31 a.m) But, if I ever do get into a relationship (which I highly doubt), it'll be because of the person's mind, not their body.
(9:32 a.m) Of course, you want another smart one.
(9:33 a.m) No, no, you misunderstand me. When I say mind, I mean the person's attitude. Their personality, their sense of things, their morals, their loyalties - that sort of thing.
(9:34 a.m) Right.
(9:35 a.m) Yeah.
(9:35 a.m) You'll figure it out. Don't worry.
(9;36 a.m) Thanks
(9:37 a.m) Anytime, John.
(4:09 p.m) So?
(4:10 p.m) Yes?
(4:11 p.m) John!
(4:12 p.m) Yes?
(4:13 p.m) You told me so little at the mortuary today.
(4:13 p.m) That is all I know as well.
(4:14 p.m) No, I meant like, what are your feelings towards him?
(4:14 p.m) What do you mean?
(4:15 p.m) Don't play dumb with me, Sherlock Holmes!
(4:16 p.m) I am not.
(4:17 p.m) You only talk to people for a reason! Mycroft because he is your brother. Lestrade for a case. Mrs. H because you think of her as a second mother. Me because I won't stop bothering you. So, why John?
(4:18 p.m) I don't know. Something about him that intrigues me.
(4:19 p.m) And?
(4:20 p.m) He likes my deductions.
(4:21 p.m) And?
(4:22 p.m) He's like a friend, second to you.
(4:23 p.m) Hmm.
(4:24 p.m) And the fact that he does not know me? The anonymity is quite relieving. It's slightly theraupetic.
(4:24 p.m) That part I understand.
(4:25 p.m) Yeah.
(4:26 p.m) I'm bored. I'll come over?
(4:27 p.m) Yeah, sure. We can continue that liver experiment.
(4:28 p.m) On my way.
(7:09 p.m) Hi?
(7:10 p.m) Hey.
(7:11 p.m) What you up to?
(7:12 p.m) Composing. You?
(7:13 p.m) Packing.
(7:14 p.m) Moving out then?
(7:15 p.m) Yeah, Harry's fine now. Atleast, I hope she is.
(7:16 p.m) You will still be in London, yes?
(7:16 p.m) Yeah.
(7:17 p.m) Good.
(7:18 p.m) I'll leave you with your violin then.
(7:19 p.m) Thanks.
(7:20 p.m) But I do want to listen to your music sometime, if that's okay.
(7:21 p.m) A phone does not do justice to it, John. Sorry.
(7;22 p.m) Too bad.
(7:23 p.m) Alright, good night.
(7:24 p.m) Night.
3rd February, Monday
(9:08 a.m) Brother dear, nice of you to spy on me.
(9:09 a.m) Given your past, Sherlock, it is an absolute necessity.
(9:09 a.m) Breakfasting and texting? Mother would be ashamed.
(9:09 a.m) Yes. Still, your increased phone usage raises some eyebrows.
(9:10 a.m) You swore you would never break into my phone.
(9:11 a.m) I haven't, brother mine.
(9:12 a.m) We need to talk about a few things. And I have a favor to ask.
(9:13 a.m) I'll be there sometime in the evening.
(9:14 a.m) Don't forget. Mummy wants a Skype call today.
(9:15 a.m) Why do our parents love us so much?
(9:16 a.m) I know.
(11:09 a.m) Hey?
(12:09 p.m) Working, sorry.
(6:09 p.m) Hey.
(9:10 p.m) Sorry again. House warming party.
(9:15 p.m) That's fires?
(9:16 p.m) Nah.
(9:16 p.m) Too bad
(9:16 p.m) I'm pretty tired. I'll tuck in. Good night, William.
(9:17 p.m) Night, Doctor.
End of week two.
A/N: Looking for betas. For this fic, I'll take one beta for a chapter and see how that goes. PM me if you are interested.
Also, I know things feel fast but the thing to remember is they have lots of conversations in which I pick only a few. The fic ain't that fast either - I think this will be my longest fic till date.
Until next time!
