Sherlock BBC Texts And Chatroom!

Let's Play A Game.....

Sherlock: YYYYYY/NNNNN.

Y/N: This better be good Sherlock. I'm in the middle of an episode of Mork And Mindy.

Sherlock: Why do you like those 70's 80's shows?

Y/N: Because they are awesome. That's why.

Y/N: Now what do you want?

Sherlock: I'm boooored.

Y/N: .........Then go bug John about it..........

Sherlock: I can't.

Y/N: Why?

Sherlock: He said because he is now married. How lame is that for an excuse?

Y/N: Oh yeah. Super lame. *facepalm*

Sherlock: Is that sarcasm I detect in your text?

Y/N: Maybbbe, maybbbe not.

Sherlock: Booored.

Y/N: Why don't you shoot the wall or something?

Sherlock: I already did that. Mrs. Hudson told me to stop.

Y/N: Since when do you listen to Mrs. Hudson?

Sherlock: When she threatens to burn my violin in the flames and ashes of me.

Y/N: WHOAH. Awesome.

Sherlock: Glad you think so love.

Y/N: Wellll. I could play a game with you.

Sherlock: Really?

Y/N: Sure. As long as you stop texting me how bored you are.

Sherlock: Fine. I'll see you at 1:35.

Y/N: Okay. Where?

Sherlock: My place of course.

Y/N: Of course.

{ After Playing Some Games }

Sherlock: Y/N, why did you leave?

Y/N: Because Sherlock, you were not playing by the rules.

Sherlock: How so?!

Y/N: Sherlock. In the game of Cluedo, the victim can not be the murder!

Sherlock: The scratches on the board say otherwise!

Y/N: UGH. Now I know what John felt like.

Sherlock: I'm bored again.

Y/N: No sh*t Sherlock.

Sherlock: What now?

Y/N: How about 20 questions?

Sherlock: Child's play.

Y/N: Fine smarty pants.

Sherlock: Is it an animal?

Y/N: yes.......

Sherlock: Does it have fur?

Y/N: Yes.

Sherlock: Does it have four legs?

Y/N: Yes.....

Sherlock: Does it have a tail?

Y/N: *facepalm* yes.

Sherlock: Is it a dog. OR should I say, puppy.

Y/N: I picked an easy one didn't I?

Sherlock: You are very predictable.

Y/N: Phhht. >:P

Sherlock: How mature Y/N.

Y/N: Now I'm bored.

Sherlock: Let's play a game....

Y/N: What kind?

Sherlock: Let's play murder....

Y/N: Uhhhh. I think my Aunt May is calling me.

Sherlock: Pleeeeeaasse Y/N.

Y/N: Why should I?

Sherlock: If you do, I'll have- sigh-

Y/N: What?!

Sherlock: ......smexy time with you.....

Y/N: YAY! I'll be over soon!

Sherlock: I can't believe I'm this desperate.