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How are you settling in?
Bored. Nothing to do here, and classes haven’t started yet- SH
You’ll be bored in class too.
And least it’s something to look forward to- SH
How’s your dorm?
Fine. Seb’s across the hall from me- SH
Do I need to come over and kick someone’s head in?
No. You barbarian. –SH
Don’t lie. You’re loving the mental image of me sweating, covered in blood from defending your honor, attacking me, shoving me up against the wall…
John I’m talking to the housemaster now- SH
Has he noticed you’re happy to see him?
Oh shut up- SH
Make me.
How much longer- SH
195 days Sherlock.
Too long- SH
Sixth form may actually be more mind dulling than fifth form- SH
Hey, I liked lower sixth. Did my first dissection that year
I preformed my first dissection at age eleven- SH
Cor. You’re not kidding.
Why would I be?- SH
John, the boys in my set keeping looking at me funny- SH
Probably wondering how you get your abs considering you don’t work out
One of them walked over and asked who I was texting all day- SH
Did you tell them it was your incredibly sexy, hunk of a boyfriend?
I told them it was a friend of mine.- SH
Close enough.
They laughed- SH
Hold on, looking up train scheduales to Eton.
John, I'm perfectly capable of handling myself- SH
I know. That’s why I love doing it for you.
How much longer?- SH
186 days.
*phone call- 3 am*
“Hello?”
“Sherlock?”
“John, what’s wrong? Is everything okay?”
“Yeah yeah sorry, did I wake you?”
“Not important. Are you okay?”
“Fine. I just wanted to hear your voice was all.”
“….”
“John, did you have a nightmare?”
“Christ. I thought I was done with these, you know?”
“Did you run?”
“No. Not exactly safe to go running through London at 11 pm.”
“Tomorrow, try doing indoor exercizes. Push ups- sit ups- those sorts.”
“Yeah okay, okay.”
“John?”
“Yeah Sherlock?”
“Would you like me to stay on the phone till you fall asleep?”
“Please Sherlock.”
“Alright.”
“Thank you.”
“Goodnight John.”
“Night Sherlock.”
“….”
“How much longer.”
“182 days.”