I decided that I'll only do the longer format on special occasions. Sorry to those who liked it. Anyway, here's your next text!
I love Mary, I think. We have lots of fun together, and go on adventures... Although none of them are as great as the ones we shared.
Sherlock was still angry with John.
Or was it that he was disappointed in his limited intellect?
He had actually started to travel closer to London, so when John figured it out, he would be able to get home faster.
He had nearly broke his neck on his way to his mobile when he heard it ringing, trying to jump over the small armchair that was in the middle of the room. He had been expecting a text saying that John knew. That he knew Sherlock was alive.
But no, it was a sob story comparing Mary to him.
Sherlock had known it was too much to hope for. It was John after all. He shouldn't have gotten as high of hopes as he did.
Besides, he wouldn't be able to contact John anyway, because he was supposed to be dead.
That's how he had to be.
Forever.
Sorry for the long wait. :/ And this one probably isn't as good as the others, at least I think so. Tell me what you think in a review! :D Hope to update soon!