12:30am

Saint Sherlock:
Bonjour, Jane!
What's up with your funny life?

Jane Doe:
Oh, you know, the usual.
Having to please people.
Faking all those shit smiles.
Same fucking crap.

Saint Sherlock:
Same same.
I realized I'd never got to tell you
what I do
Well, jsyk,
I'm working on my father's company
Cliché, I know
And I'm studying culinary.
Now we have two
Three*
Things in common

Jane Doe:
You are such a baby
But how're both?

Saint Sherlock:
If I had known that adulting
is this hard,
then I would have fucking
went with Peter Pan to Neverland

Jane Doe:
You're so salty.
Gosh.
But same.
If I had a way to see the future, I would
have slept for more hours when I was a kid.

Saint Sherlock:
Heck yeah!
I'm lucky if I get to have a full 8 hours
of sleep. Usually I'm just running
on a system made of caffeine.
Fucking sucks.

Jane Doe:
*sighs*
If we could only turn back time: