Don’t get me wrong, I am grateful beyond words to my brother (and, by extension, his flatmate) for letting me crash on his couch for the past few days, but I really need to get a place of my own. Besides, there is only so long I can stand to watch my brother attempting to pretend that he is not madly in love with his flatmate. It would probably be adorable if it were anyone but my brother, but he’s so defensively heterosexual and I could be wrong but I think Sherlock sort of likes him too and just ugh. I don’t want to be around for Johnny’s inevitable big gay freakout. I’d try to talk to him about it, but that would be painful beyond words. He’ll figure things out eventually.
Not to mention that Sherlock seems to have John helping him with some sort of case. I’m pretty sure that the DI was less than pleased that I was around when he was trying to brief them or whatever.
Sherlock’s sister is looking more and more like my only option. I can only hope she’s more sane than her brother.
It’s official, I’ve been kicked out. Well, left by mutual agreement. At any rate, I’m crashing with my brother, which would be better if his flatmate wasn’t an enormous bag of dicks.
Seriously. The man has said maybe ten words to me, and I’ve been here two days already. No idea what my brother sees in him, and oh god, do not get me started on that because it is AWKWARD AS FUCK. John is my brother and I love him, but his taste in men alarms me. I guess Sherlock is attractive in a weird sort of way, but he keeps body parts in the fridge. I shit you not. And yet my brother still seems to think the sun shines out of his ass, and oh god okay I am not talking about this anymore because I reeeeeally don’t want to think about my brother’s disturbing crush on his flatmate.
At any rate, the sooner I can stop sleeping on their couch the better. John said he’d ask around, but at this point I’m not sure I trust his judgement, considering who he saw fit to live with. Sherlock apparently has a sister who’s got a flat, but if she’s anything like him, I’m going to look at that as an absolute last resort.
That being said, anyone need a flatmate?