"Sebastian! I'm bored!" Jim yelled to his "live-in pet".
"We could go kill that squirrel that keeps climbing up to your window?" Sebastian suggested.
"No..." Jim flipped over on his couch to be on his stomach.
"Or you know we could always..." Sebastian began to take his shirt off.
"No! Sebastian that was ONE TIME! I told you never again... Unless I'm sad. And I'm not sad, I'm bored." Jim grabbed a magazine from the nearby table.
"Sorry... Geez." Sebastian put his shirt back on and sat on a chair.
"Ugh. Can there be anything else for people to make fake rumors about?" Jim complained on every magazine having Sherlock this and hat detective that.
"You know, complaining isn't going to help your bored-ness." Sebastian threw a small wad of paper at Jim.
Jim threw it back furiously.
"You aren't my mother you gay prick." Jim threw the wad back.
"Being bored makes you cranky!" Sebastian walked out of the room.
Jim got his phone out from his pocket.
Hey Sherbear! -Jim Moriarty
Don't call me that -SH
Oh come on let's go have fun! -Jim Moriarty
No -SH
I'm bored -Jim Moriarty
Good for you -SH
Bastard -Jim Moriarty
If Sherlock wasn't going to be willing to play with Jim, Mr. Sex would force him to. After all, it's all just a silly little game...
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Mr. Sex and his NAUGHTY Games
JugendliteraturJim Moriarty, aka Mr. Sex has some games to play around London. Of course, his true love would be no other than the first halve of Sheriarty. But as we all know, Sherlock isn't the easiest to get to... Mr. Sex is going to have to cause some mischief...
