Girls are made from sugar and spice and single-malt Talisker (Oh, so nice~)
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Happy 153rd Birthday, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle!
Seriously enjoying the quips and banter~! Harry refuses to back down from this argument, even though Sherlock has basically got the upper hand here (are we at all surprised?).
Alas, I am falling asleep where I sit… So, off to bed with me. This was a lovely evening of Watson rage! RAEG! Holmestheyounger, I’ll probably have to pester you again in the very near future ;P
(Though, um *cough* probably from a different account, since THIS blog is part of a group RP and..um… yes. I think I’m misusing it. .________. DON’T HATE ME WHEN YOU COME BACK FROM HIATUS, GUYS. I STILL LOVE YOU! SERIOUSLY. HARRY JUST REALLY NEEDS TO BE SHOUTY AT SOMEONE AAAWUUUUUGHHHH LOUD WORDS)
Quite. Though, it stands to reason that if I were as difficult to get on with as you, I wouldn’t be capable of maintaining a working alliance with your brother while you cannot even manage to retain a lover for more than a few weeks.
Jabs? Hardly. Observations? Most definitely. As for what is and isn’t my concern, I’ll be glad to make that distinction myself. As his flatmate, I feel obligated to inform him of information I come across that might interest him. This certainly will.
For starters, Oh cold stater of intentionally hurtful facts, John is not exactly a difficult fellow to get on with. A rabid gorilla murdering loiterers at the local zoo could still somehow magically earn John’s affection, because that’s John. He’s blind to personal flaws. To a fault. As for my lovers, -or lack thereof,- that is even less your business than my drinking, and since you yourself have proclaimed an inability to form attachments to people, I can hardly expect you to understand the sort of minefield a love life can be. You’ll have to excuse me if the first time ‘round wasn’t bloody perfect.

Ooooh you absolute prat. Go on then, tell him. See if he even bloody believes you. He’s not going to believe me, so it probably won’t make any kind of ruddy difference if you tell him.
Maintaining unsavory habits is significantly different from possessing unattractive qualities. While habits, such as excessive drinking, might be broken with enough willpower and assistance, my sociopathic tendencies, disdain for the general populace, and inability to truly relate or commit to other people are parts of my genetic makeup that cannot be gotten rid of.
I suppose John will be pleased to hear of your current state, though we all know it can’t be long maintained. However, as I mentioned before, your drinking habits are of no concern to me.
That’s all very fancy-sounding and clever, I’m sure~ But the fact remains that while I’m usually running thin on willpower/assistance, and you’re suffering from a variety of social inadequacies, neither you nor I are particularly enjoyable company. Never mind the differences in why. The point was that you haven’t really got much room to talk down to me when you’re just as difficult to get on with as I am.

If my drinking habits aren’t worth your time, then you can do me a favor and quit making jabs about it. And John most certainly will not be pleased about my sobriety, because he’s not going to hear about it, because you’re not going to tell him, because it’s “no concern of yours”. Please and thank you.
The psychology behind your reaction to the simple suggestion that you could be drunk, interests me to several degrees.
In short, your disdain for me is amusing, I can see why John likes to pester you so often about your unsavory habit.
Unsavory habits? Pffft. You and I are sort of in the same boat, Holmes. It’s not as if you don’t have a fat handful of dislikeable qualities yourself.

Anyway, I’ve been doing well keeping sober lately. So there.
You and your bloody psychology. :P
I’ve no interest in your drinking habits save for the effect they have on my flatmate.
Though your negative reaction is so very interesting.

I’ve got a negative reaction for practically everything that drops out of your mouth. How is it ~*~interesting~*~ this time?
Quite well. I do hope you find yourself…tolerable this evening.
If by ‘tolerable’ you mean sober…?

Then yes. I’m perfectly tolerable, thank you.
not-a-psychopath replied to your photoset: ooc: aaaaaand I’m finally moving. Tomorrow is the…
OOC: GOOD OR I AM GONNA KEEP PLAYING WITH THE MARVEL KIDS.
OOC: HEY SO WE SHOULD HAVE AN ADVENTURE OR SOMETHING YEAH?
Can’t imagine why you don’t employ sarcasm yourself, Sherlock.