"Not too many, especially none of the hungover British types, but." And then John realized that, while Sherlock was tall and thin lipped and had a very easy presence to recognize, John... did not. He made a face and shifted to rub at the back of his head. "Just keep a look out for blonde man in the jumper. Sort of hard to miss big black and white stripes. I look like a prison escapee. And..."
He was sort of used to people knowing Sherlock. Then again, he hadn't really mentioned him by name, but still. It was like anyone who saw him immediately knew, yes, that is Sherlock Holmes' flatmate. It must be the air of put-upon patience he exuded. "Oh, it would be specifically because of the hangover. It would... I don't know, he'd make up something about it being good for my headache. It isn't, though."
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Date: 2010-10-13 01:19 am (UTC)He was sort of used to people knowing Sherlock. Then again, he hadn't really mentioned him by name, but still. It was like anyone who saw him immediately knew, yes, that is Sherlock Holmes' flatmate. It must be the air of put-upon patience he exuded. "Oh, it would be specifically because of the hangover. It would... I don't know, he'd make up something about it being good for my headache. It isn't, though."