Effort:
John was at work when his phone buzzed.
"Come home quickly. Injured. –SH"
John, although in retrospect he should have known better, dropped everything and rushed to the flat.
"Well? What is it?" he asked breathlessly.
"Yes, hand me the remote."
"The remote?"
Sherlock was curled up on the sofa staring at the TV. "It's been stuck on some horrid reality show for three hours now."
John picked up the remote. "You DO realize that you could have PICKED UP THE BLOODY REMOTE YOURSELF, instead of having me rush home from my very important JOB."
Sherlock shrugged. "Too much effort."
