Friends: Chapter 1 BBC Sherlock Fanfiction
It was late, and John was worried for his new flat mate. He didn't exactly know why, he's Sherlock bloody Holmes. He had gone out for groceries by himself. He hadn't done that since they'd met. John was tempted to go check on him, but he didn't want to admit he was worried. Sherlock would give him hell.
Then he began to wonder. Why was he worried? Did buying groceries from the shop around the corner seem like such a daunting task? Maybe not for a normal man, but Sherlock may not even be human. A 'high functioning sociopath', that's what he calls himself. Silly, really, but Sherlock will be Sherlock. And that worried him. John fished through his pocket for his phone.
Are you on your way?
Buying milk. Why are there so many types? SH
Just get whole milk
People are starting to surround me- help. SH
They want pictures. SH
I'm on my way, calm down. Still by the milk?
John pushed his way through the still growing throng