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[byronicsherlock]

Who: John and Sherlock
What: Dealing with Jim drama
Where: Sherlock's cabin
When: Soon after Jim's post
Warnings/Notes: -

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[drdaytimetelly]

John had been in the infirmary all day, and was very much looking forward to going back to his well-worn chair in 221B and having a nice cup of tea. A bunch of mishaps had fallen into his lap over the past few days, and while they had exhausted and confused him, they had partially succeeded in pulling him back into 'crisis mode'. Having to work under that kind of stress was a much-needed thrill; he secretly relished being put under pressure again.

But God, the last two days had been utterly mad. So much so that John's head began to ache if he dwelt too long on any one thing.

He let himself into Sherlock's cabin - well, it was technically his flat and he could do what he liked - and stumbled into the kitchen.

[byronicsherlock]

Sherlock gives John a sweeping glance, taking in the exhaustion. "Enjoying yourself?"

He grabs two mugs from the cupboard and sets them on the table. The extent of his tea-helping abilities thus reached, he sidles around John to check on one of his experiments.

"Don't use the sugar," he says as he passes him.

[drdaytimetelly]

John actually grins at that - honest to God grins - and heads straight for the kettle. "It wasn't dull, I can tell you that," he says, not even doing much a double take when told to avoid the sugar. It's fine, he has a sachet in his jacket pocket.

"Been keeping yourself occupied?"

[byronicsherlock]

"Of course," he replies snidely. He sees no signs of a second Sarah in the infirmary, which means John is simply enjoying his work. Sherlock can understand that, he supposes.

He moves to the kitchen table and notes down some recordings in the open file. "I brought my casework with me, as well as my experiments."