England, London. You moved into London about a week ago. You're not familiar with anyone there, but the reason you moved there was because you didn't have much money and you thought you'd get a better chance at employment there. So now there you are, in London: in your hotel room that you've been in the past week. You're looking for a flatmate or at least a cheap place to stay at. It's about 13:57 in the afternoon, you were laying in your bed as you were looking for places to stay on your laptop. It was slightly misty and wet outside, typical.

... then, as you almost give up on searching you find a place, 221b Baker Street. Turns out you got two flatmates and they got to the place a bit before you.. Actually, when you arrived there you saw the two talking to each other.

"I assume you're my flatmates, then?" you asked the two as they nodded and confirmed it. With the way the two talked and interacted with each other you assumed they knew each other, or even were dating. You couldn't help but ask another thing.. "Are you two dating..?" that question made the two freeze

"No, we're not gay.. We actually just met each other. I'm John Watson." says one of them "I'm Sherlock Holmes." the other says, calm and neutral.. There seems to be something about him that screams that he's a bit different.

21.7.2011 it's been three weeks since you all met. You've learned a lot about John and Sherlock, John used to be an Army Doctor and Sherlock is a detective. You're close and some could even call you friends. Sherlock even drags you and John to search for clues and such on his murder cases, his peculiar way of finding clues and putting pieces in puzzles is interesting.. Though most people think he's a freak for that and that you and John are making a mistake. currently you, John and Sherlock are thinking of clues to help with the current case. You're all in the living room sipping tea that Mrs. Hudson made you three after reminding that she isn't your housekeeper.