I got soft skin, are you going to let me in?
So tonight I went to see Jonsi (of Sigur Ros) live. The music was fantastic and fucking epic. He was a great frontman and the crowd were so into it. But it just wasn't right. There was no spark between me and him. You know that moment of first hearing a song on the radio that grabs you so hard, when the frontman opens his mouth to sing and you can'
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“We could-” John started.
“Boring”
“You don’t even know what I was going to say.”
“You’ve been glancing at the TV page every 6 seconds and always at the same place. Which means you’ve either developed a new tick or there’s something horrendously tedious on that you want to watch.” Sherlock's voice was slightly muffled against the sofa cushions.
John scrubbed a hand through his hair and pressed his fingertips against his temples. Hard.
“Nobody’s dying John. Why do they insist on their continued existence? It’s all so dull.”
“Well what do you want to do then?” John snapped.
Sherlock smirked as he twisted around to face John. “I could observe you eating one of my experiments again.”
John blinked at him, expression blank. “What do you mean ‘again’?”
“This morning, on your toast.”
“My toast? Wait- what, that was. Oh god, Sherlock!”
“Definitely not boring.”
SORRY IT IS RUBBISH AND I WAS
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Hahaha, poor John! Unwitting participant in Sherlock's food experiments. (I hope this is canon, because it'd be hilarious!)
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I have no idea what it is he actually eats. Because lol there' so many disgusting possibilities.
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Write me something utterly ridiculous and preferably snarky ft. Lewis? :D
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