There's been no less than four arguments stemming from Sherlock's flagrant use of the refrigerator electricity in the last few weeks but John forced himself to hold his tongue now. That's likely because he's still on the phone as he jogs back down the stairs and Sherlock can not see the eye roll as he rounds the corner to sit in the living room.
"Yes, two beds. Not one child sized bed and one full. Listen, if we can't manage two rooms-- Right, yes, very last minute--" John rolls his eyes. "All right, if all you can do is a bed and a pull out sofa, that's fine. Right, yes, same card I'd given before when you assured me there were two rooms-- Right, oh, actually, yes, that'd be lovely. Good. See you this evening then."
At least he's managed to get them a meal when they get in.
John can always eat.
He pushes himself back up and sits again in the chair he'd left, laptop still powered up and a country bed and breakfast's website left on the screen. John's done well. He's gotten them quite close to Sherlock's target.
I am giving up iphone tagging. My last tag was a nightmare of bad grammar and typos.
"Yes, two beds. Not one child sized bed and one full. Listen, if we can't manage two rooms-- Right, yes, very last minute--" John rolls his eyes. "All right, if all you can do is a bed and a pull out sofa, that's fine. Right, yes, same card I'd given before when you assured me there were two rooms-- Right, oh, actually, yes, that'd be lovely. Good. See you this evening then."
At least he's managed to get them a meal when they get in.
John can always eat.
He pushes himself back up and sits again in the chair he'd left, laptop still powered up and a country bed and breakfast's website left on the screen. John's done well. He's gotten them quite close to Sherlock's target.