You confess yourself completely thrown.
“You think so?” you ask, allowing him some wriggle room in case he wants to change his mind. Or expand on his previous statement. Or yell at you to keep out of his business.
“Of course it was, it was extraordinary, it was quite... extraordinary,” the man continues. The man. Doctor John Watson. Whom you met
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btw, this is the first sherlockfanfic that I ever read
great job \O/
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Sorry, can't take my psychotherapist hat off - even when reading fanfic.
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Sorry for making you cringe though!
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I'm surprised at how well second person works for Sherlock in general, and this is not an exception to that rule. The characterisations, especially Sherlock's, also ring really true to me. (I did feel like the text messages Sherlock sent were a bit ... much, but it's a pretty small complaint.)
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