Hours later, Robbie sits on his bed with his laptop and types in the URL for John Watson’s blog. When It loads, he gets to a page containing only a password box with the hint: “Gave my life meaning.”. Robbie stares at the notecard in bewilderment for few moments before typing 29012010 into the box and clicks enter.
The last entry on the blog, and the one is titled simple “John” and when Robbie clicks on it, it takes him to a short entry that reads “John if you see this, please contact me. I need to know you’re alright.” there’s a phone number beneath. Robbie wonders if the number is still relevant. Given the hosting, the format, and how long it took the blog to configure, no one’s touched this place for a long time. Robbie makes his ways through the posts one by one reading everything including the (sometimes quite long) stretches of comments. Robbie enjoys reading about wild adventures these two men went on and on occasion finds himself laughing aloud. He hasn’t felt glee like this since he was a child reading adventure stories.
Robbie actually gasps allows when he encounters a post titled “Sherlock” and reads Watson’s loving proposal finishing with the self-deprecating “If you’re not interested please delete this post, and we will never talk about it.”. He scroll’s down to see Sherlock’s “Yes!” as the first comment, followed by John posting “You’ve already told me that you ridiculous man, but I suppose it’s nice to have in writing” and then a flood of congratulatory comments from friends, family, and fans alike. Robbie chuckles when he reads John’s comment complaining that he had made the post private but Sherlock had posted it to the public, and then’s Sherlock’s response that they were going to tell everyone anyway, and wasn’t this more expedient? Besides, shouldn’t he be able to brag a little? Things got pretty mushy from there.
Robbie is up until the early hours of the morning, but he finishes reading everything and goes to sleep wondering what tomorrow will bring.
Re: Maybe the start of a fill (4/?)
The last entry on the blog, and the one is titled simple “John” and when Robbie clicks on it, it takes him to a short entry that reads “John if you see this, please contact me. I need to know you’re alright.” there’s a phone number beneath. Robbie wonders if the number is still relevant. Given the hosting, the format, and how long it took the blog to configure, no one’s touched this place for a long time. Robbie makes his ways through the posts one by one reading everything including the (sometimes quite long) stretches of comments. Robbie enjoys reading about wild adventures these two men went on and on occasion finds himself laughing aloud. He hasn’t felt glee like this since he was a child reading adventure stories.
Robbie actually gasps allows when he encounters a post titled “Sherlock” and reads Watson’s loving proposal finishing with the self-deprecating “If you’re not interested please delete this post, and we will never talk about it.”. He scroll’s down to see Sherlock’s “Yes!” as the first comment, followed by John posting “You’ve already told me that you ridiculous man, but I suppose it’s nice to have in writing” and then a flood of congratulatory comments from friends, family, and fans alike. Robbie chuckles when he reads John’s comment complaining that he had made the post private but Sherlock had posted it to the public, and then’s Sherlock’s response that they were going to tell everyone anyway, and wasn’t this more expedient? Besides, shouldn’t he be able to brag a little? Things got pretty mushy from there.
Robbie is up until the early hours of the morning, but he finishes reading everything and goes to sleep wondering what tomorrow will bring.