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t i c k t o c k ; goes the clock even for the doctor
Tagged by eastw-ind
You can tell a lot about someone by the music they listen to. Hit shuffle on your iPod/iPhone/iTunes/media player and write down the first 10 songs. Then pass this onto 10 people.
One rule: No skipping!
1. Yellow - Scala & Kolacny Brothers (Coldplay cover)
2. Angel's Doorway - Suzanne Vega
3. Thing We Lost In The Fire - Bastille
4. Bohemian Rhapsody - Queen
5. It Is Scary / Threatened - Michael Jackson
6. Hey Jude - The Beatles
7. Hallelujah - Rufus Wainwright
8. Silhouette - Owl City
9. Nobody Knows Me At All - The Weepies
10. Ho Hey - The Lumineers
Tagging: I dun have any friends to tag because I'm a loser with no friends
eastw-ind:
[ message: John Watson: sent] Technically it can't do anything. SH
[ message: John Watson: sent] It's on a chair. SH
[ message;; sent] Don't you get smart with me. JW
[ message;; sent] Thank you. JW
[ message;; sent] What on Earth is that smell? JW
[ message;; sent] What have you been doing to my jumper, Mr I'm too clever to respect personal property of my flatmate? JW
eastw-ind:
[message: John Watson: sent] I'm a trustworthy man, John. SH
[message: John Watson: sent] Haven't presented myself differently. SH
[message: John Watson: sent] ..It might possibly be in the kitchen. SH
[ message;; sent] What is my jumper doing in the kitchen? JW
[message: John Watson: sent] Ah of course. That one. SH
[message: John Watson: sent] Haven't seen it. SH
[ message;; sent] Where is it, then? JW
[ message;; sent] I don't believe you. JW
[ message: John Watson: sent] Which one? SH
[ message: John Watson: sent] You have an awful lot of jumpers. SH
[ message;; sent] Stripes, black and white. JW
[ message;; sent] You know which one. JW
[ message;; sent] Where's my jumper? JW
[ message;; sent] I'm not accusing you, just so you know. JW
[ message;; sent] Well, maybe I am, but who else could it be? JW
eastw-ind:
“Oh please - Mrs Hudson wouldn’t seek vengeance because of my honesty.”
"Didn't you inform me that she's bought a new set of knives yesterday?"
eastw-ind:
“Childish? I’m not being childish.” He’s pouting, offended by the accusation. Of course he doesn’t have to sleep. At least not according to him “I’m solely attempting to solve this case. It’s rather difficult with a flatmate in a turbulent mood, bothering me, telling me to sleep.”
"I am bothering you?" He huffs softly and pursing his lips together he rocks back and forth on his feet. Then he nods.
"Well, then. See you tomorrow morning."
Without speaking any further, John turns on his heel and makes his way to his room. He's right and Sherlock will learn that soon enough. He might not admit it but he will learn.
eastw-ind:
“Vengeance?”
"She wouldn't be the first one, now would she?"
eastw-ind:
“You’re not the boss of me, now I told you. - I’m busy.”
He turns toward the files once again
“I don’t need the sleep this moment.”
"Of course you do! -- you need sleep as much as any other human being. Because, as much as you like to deny it, you are one."
He rubs his hands together, frustrated because he can't seem to change a thing.
"-- Now please go. You are being childish."
eastw-ind:
"Oh, I’m not a liar, John. I do her justice by stating it, so that she (perhaps) may devote herself into polishing her cooking skills."
"-- Or vengeance."
John Watson. The famous sherlock holmes's boyfriend. How lovely.
“I honestly don’t understand why do I bother anymore but for the record— I am not actually gay.” He adjusts his jacket with a soft huff. “—Who are you, anyway?”
"You need to sleep sometime." {but now beware momma John is not taking no as a response}
“Oh please.. It’s only midnight.” Rolling his eyes, he continued his current task. “ Plus, I’m busy.”
"For God's sake, Sherlock.. Only midnight, yes, -- but you haven't slept for three days now."
He wiggles his nose as if trying to find a way to make his point clear.
"-- You are going to sleep. Now."
eastw-ind:
“What? As if you’ve never considered throwing them in the bin.” “I’ve noticed the way your face contorts in disgust, whenever she looks away.”
"That's not true! -- And even if it was -- which it isn't -- I would consider it polite to do so behind her back and not whilst she is still in the room, talking to you!"