FTEC, Friday (25/3)
Friday, March 25th, 2011 04:01 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
John wandered into the office late that morning - he'd overslept, after Sherlock had dragged him through the Baltimore sewers-- er, nevermind about that. Anyway, he was there, after taking about four showers.
He spent his lunch break buying air fresheners, too.
And the nurses? Not getting anywhere near his station. They might have even been disapprovingly muttering about hygiene.
"Look," John wound up muttering, "If you'd like to light me on fire and decontaminate me, then go make one."
Sigh.
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He spent his lunch break buying air fresheners, too.
And the nurses? Not getting anywhere near his station. They might have even been disapprovingly muttering about hygiene.
"Look," John wound up muttering, "If you'd like to light me on fire and decontaminate me, then go make one."
Sigh.
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