Entry 8. text. John forgot the Admiral's number.

[drdaytimetelly]

admiral.

you are a bastard.

jw

ps i hate your stupid voice.

[added a few seconds later:]

pps wake him up

[and even later still:]

ppps please

((Hey Barge, you just got a drunk text from John Watson, aren't you lucky? also, tags may be slow, because I'm at work. ssssh. don't tell my boss.))

Comments

[can_has_vodka]

Aw, luv, did you start drinking without us? Come on down the pub and we'll all do it together.

[drdaytimetelly]

Sort of started and finished, sorry. Not the best company, 'm afraid.

[private]

[can_has_vodka]

All right then.

Do you need someone to talk at for a bit? I don't mind.

[private]

[drdaytimetelly]

Just having a bit of a bad week, that's all.

[private]

[can_has_vodka]

That's no good. I mean, you wouldn't have been hired on here if you couldn't pull through it, but that doesn't mean the process isn't a pain.

[private]

[drdaytimetelly]

Pain's a bit of an understatement.

[private]

[can_has_vodka]

The Admiral's really got on your last nerve, hasn't he?

[private]

[drdaytimetelly]

You could say that. I don't know if I can even really blame him, that's how terrible this all is.

[private]

[can_has_vodka]

Sometimes I think that "blaming the Admiral" is shorthand for "blaming bad circumstances we can't control".

It is so very terrible?

[private]

[drdaytimetelly]

It probably is.

And yes. Yes it is. So terrible that I just made myself look like an idiot in front of the entire Barge.

[private]

[can_has_vodka]

Oh, no no, come on. I've been drunk in public m'self. Also silly. You're just unhappy right now, you don't look like an idiot!

[private]

[drdaytimetelly]

I do a little.

But thank you.

[private]

[can_has_vodka]

Perhaps. But I promise to still respect you in the morning!