He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.

I had actually originally written this in a Shakespearean (15 syllable, iambic pentameter) sonnet style and turned it in for english class. The teacher worried I was clinically depressed and alerted the councillor. Hehe. So I thought I would share it with my fellow fanboys and fangirls. My role play friend wrote the second one.

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What will happen when Sherlock gets a toothache?