Hey guys, still loving you all. Also, really really sorry if I'm OOC. Also, I feel pretty uncomfortable calling this "Title in Work", but I have no ideas, so I ask politely if I can take yours and perhaps use it.
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"Breathing us boring." John never thought he would agree with Sherlock on that. His life would never be the same. Fat chance if he could be pulled into an adventure with a man just as- He didn't know. What made that man part of Johns life in such a great way? He went with Sherlock on solving cases, but why? No friendship was this strong.
Where was he, John? In the bathroom, looking at a bottle. That bottle could end him. Maybe he could be with Sherlock again. It was at that moment that Martin walked in.
"Oh, sorry I didn't think that you were in- Wait why are you holding that? I thought that you didn't have pain in the leg again." Of course Martin was here. In the past few days, the ginger was always where he shouldn't be. John slowly turned toward Martin, a tear slowly going down his face.
"No. No, I absolutely forbid you. As a used-to-be captain, I command that you do not do that or think of it again."
