Perfect, I don't know where I am. Not that I would know if I would lead the direction, but it is quite disturbing.
I like to have control of things
I hear... cars.Wow John, you sure are a genius. As if there weren't any cars in London.
It is practically a city out of cars.
Like god damn transformers.
Oh god.
I discovered London's secret identity.
Wait a minute... That's not what I wanted to do.
"We're here John! It sure looks nice, doesn't it? I just love the colours." Molly told me. Good she brought me out of these weird thoughts.
Oh yeah those colours sure are beautiful... But YOU will never see them.
I cought, simehow trying to remind her.
After what seems a minute of her waiting for a respons I simply stated "Beautiful" very unique for a colour scheme. Too much black for my taste but if you like it.
I heard a key, she probably unlocks the door. Or she stabs someone with the key and then slowly turns it around. Both is possible for me. Though I think it is the unlocking, I guess if it's the other, there would be screaming.
I mean I would scream if someone stabs me.
But you wouldn't mind.
"And here we are inside, that is your new home John, do you like it?"
Oh my, how beautiful! I love this black!!!
"I guess? I've never been someone judging by looks." I simply stated and threw a polite smile at her direction? Or I'm smiling at a wall.
Asylum here I come!
"Oh..." she got it. Finally! I shall now rest in peace.
After a few seconds of a freaking awkward silence covered by my, perfect recovery, cought she asks
"Your carer is not here yet, but should I make some tea?"
"That would be very nice of you. I haven't had some in what seems ages!" Because it have been ages. SURPRISE.
You should be ashamed of yourself John Hamitch Watson and you call yourself from England?
Molly is in the kitchen? Probably, since she makes tea.
I try to make myself comfortable by finding a chair. Hide and seek with furniture. Ahh how I love this game.
As if anybody would want to play hide and seek with you anyway.
While doing so I hit a chair.
That's how I normally hit on girls, I just walk straight into them. (A/n not so straight right John ;))
Wait, a chair, thats what I was looking for.
Man I'm not very concentrated today, huh?
I sit on it, seems comfortable.
"Excuse me John" Molly aked kind of confused.
"Yes?"
"why do you sit on the table?"
"Because" I stated, making it look like I wanted to sit here in the first place.
A few minutes passed.
Then I sighed standing up. However my leg got caught in oune of the legs of the table and I landed face first on the floor
"Dammit" I cried out loud "I thought we were playing hide and seek not tag"
I hear a giggle from Molly
"Did I say that out loud?" I asked
"Yes, loud and clearly" she said giggling with laughter.
And then we bith burst out into laughter.
We don't hear the door opening or the man looking at this disturbing scenery.
A/n this one is rather short but I promise to update soon c:
who is this mysterious mannnn??
So I was in London a few weeks ago and visited 221b, it was awsome, though I wasn't in the museum because we haven't had much time for it uwu but i bought my self a key chain from the gift shop
Anyway, please comment and (maybe) vote, hope to see you next time (^-^) /
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When can I see you again? Johnlock AU
RomanceJohn lost his eyesight during war... and his friends. Broken inside and outside he returns to England where he is forced to have a carer. However the carer seems a bit odd, who might it be? Trigger Warning! Contains harsh language!
