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[jumpthegun]

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[jumpthegun]

We're done here, I think.

I'm sorry for Sherlock and for what you've been through and for what everyone here has to go through. Take it or leave it. I'll talk to him.

Good evening and keep warm, if that's all.

[mrcreamsicles]

[Uhuh. He keeps going, just because he wants to nail that point in so hard the hammer leaves a dent in the wall. That, and Watson was the one dumb enough to project his issues all over him the other day.]

yeah whatever
cant keep blaming yourself for everything if you dont take responsibility for everyone around you right
dont want me calling it out because then you cant keep up the habit
good luck with that

bye

[jumpthegun]

[He's fully capable of keeping up bad habits when called out. Just you watch him, Davesprite! John simply hangs up since they technically said goodbye and that's polite.]

later that evening

[mrcreamsicles]

were you lying for sherlock too or was he the one lying to you
because im getting real fucking sick of the former

[jumpthegun]

[Congratulations, Davesprite. For your late-night efforts, you get Dr. Watson high on narcotics.]

Who's lying? What?
Why's he lying now?

cw: suicide mention

[mrcreamsicles]

[He has no idea.]

sherlock
he said he didnt kill himself because of people being jerks and calling him a freak and whatever
so either you or him is doing the lying and i want to know who

[jumpthegun]

[Hope you weren't expecting excessive coherency, friend.]

Not a freak.
They called him a fraud.
Because he's a freak.
They say he's a freak.
Lied to me.

[mrcreamsicles]

what
are you feeling ok

[jumpthegun]

Tramadol. I'm just tired.
Feel all right.

[He feels great just now, in fact.]

Sorry.
What do you want to know?

[mrcreamsicles]

why youre so attracted to assholes
normally id be way up for messing with a dude high on painkillers but tonights your lucky night
sherlocks just that much of a dick
call me in the morning watson

[jumpthegun]

He saved me.
No one else wanted me.
He did.

[Your honest and honestly high insight for the evening that John will regret a lot come the morning, Davesprite.]

[mrcreamsicles]

you need to stop dumping your deep emotional issues on a teenage bird boy watson
go to bed
doctors orders

[jumpthegun]

[Hey, you asked, teenage bird boy. But there's no reply until the next morning, so that's something. John's a little mortified and barely remembers typing these responses. He wants to delete that last one from the face of the Earth.]

Sorry for last night. I wasn't thinking very clearly. What I meant was that there were a number of circumstances that led up to what happened. Part of that was one of Sherlock's enemies using his attitude, his genius, and the way he acts to drag his name through the mud. The press bought it hook, line, and sinker. It caused us some problems. It contributed to what happened.

[mrcreamsicles]

[Davesprite makes him wait for a reply. He's less immediately irritated than he was the night before, but still not particularly pleased about this subject.]

no shit you werent
i dont care anymore why he did it
but him being the only guy who wanted you is kind of a shit reason to cling onto him so much
aint saying what happened to him was good
but if youre going to bare your soul to me constantly you cant complain when i tell you to take better care of it

[jumpthegun]

[Can we not talk about this? He retreats into humor.]

I really don't think you want to do a therapy session. If you do, I know a few people who could probably use it more.

[mrcreamsicles]

no shut up im not going all psychoanalyst on you
if rose shows up ill point her at you and you can both find one of those shitty couches for a whole session of therapy and emotional breakthroughs
im just telling you basic advice here because youre the one who told me the problem
and if you want me to stop then quit dropping your issues in whatever passes for my lap

[jumpthegun]

I was high as a bloody kite. I certainly didn't mean to tell you that.

[mrcreamsicles]

then turn your tablet off and tape a note to it before you take your meds
"dont use this until morning you idiot youre high off your ass"
not my fault youve got no foresight
and you didnt have that excuse when you showed off your guilt complex

[jumpthegun]

I don't have a complex.

Look. I don't want to get into another argument, Davesprite. I appreciate you worrying about me, but you don't need to. I can try to explain more clearly about Sherlock if you have some question about him.

[mrcreamsicles]

do i have to dig up what you said
ill do it watson dont test me
and ill stop worrying when you stop being an idiot who cant keep his problems on the inside

i dont have questions about him anymore
i was pissed because hes a dipshit who wont listen even when im offering to explain the weird shit to him
but thats his fault for sticking his fingers in his ears and going lalala about a willing source of info
i already told him the offers cancelled though
so if he comes around he can deal with it on his own

[jumpthegun]

[John's just going to... ignore that first part. That solves that problem right?]

Did you want to tell me what's going on with you?

[That way he can relay.]

[mrcreamsicles]

"And I'm trying to explain to you why stewing away in guilt is pointless. Because that's what you do. You feel guilty and then something bad actually does happen and it feels like everything's crushing down on you. You, you particularly, screwed every single bloody thing up."

shore up your deflection game better

and no i dont

[jumpthegun]

I mean you as in general you. I'm an Army doctor. You don't think I saw a lot of that?

[Continuing to deflect. That's not technically a lie.]

[mrcreamsicles]

deflection deflection deflection
you keep dodging and im gonna keep jabbing

[jumpthegun]

Have you spoken with Mr. Solomons, yet? I think you two might get along.