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Genre: Gen. Angst? Humor?
Word Count: 136
Notes: This is the second of six chapters. Each not-so-perfect drabble was inspired by a lyric from The Bravery's "An Honest Mistake."
Blast Radius
"I swear—"
"I never meant for this," Sherlock cuts in swiftly, wiping the organic matter from his goggles. It's not an apology, not really, but maybe John won't notice.
"—sometimes I wonder why I haven't moved out yet." The doctor rubs at his temples. "I'm not going to ask. I don't want to know. This is… insane."
"Insane? Hardly. The results do appear to violate the accepted laws of—"
"What? No. No! You, Sherlock. You're the one—Oh, god! Did I just step in—?"
"Huh. Wondered where the other kidney got to."
John's lips are white with repressed fury as he toes off his gory shoe and steps carefully out of the blast radius.
"John? Where are you going?"
"Out," is the terse reply.
The door slams behind him.
Lyric Prompt: I swear, I never meant for this.
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