Sherlock was lying on the sofa, just this side of bored, while John cleaned the kitchen and sang a parody of the pop song on the radio.
Got in a little hometown jam
So they put a Browning in my hand
Sent me off to Afghanistan
To go and kill the Taliban.
Born in the Queen's UK.
I was born in the Queen's UK.
"Really, John!"
"You play the violin while thinking. I listen to Stephen Merchant while cleaning."
"That's not listening. That's caterwauling. Bored!"
Music seeped out of John's room as he was dressing for a date.
Can't start a fire without a spark.
This gun's for hire,
Even if we're just dancing in the dark.
John came downstairs in a new sky blue suit and warned Sherlock, "I'm taking Mary to Angelo's. Don't text me!"
Mrs. Hudson saw John before he left. "Very sharp, dear. That color really highlights your eyes, and it makes you look taller."
For weeks after Sherlock's fall from the roof of Bart's, everywhere John went, from the market to the elevator at the clinic, all he heard was:
Well now everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back.
Sherlock granting that miracle was not just improbable; it was impossible.
John ceased to be a fan of The Boss.
