[Sherlock glares at him before finally standing up. He sways slightly but manages to remain on his feet, getting a little more steady as he walks into the kitchen to put the kettle on.
Or try to, before he remembers there's no power and that means no kettle which means no tea. Frustrated, he stalks back into the living room and sinks into his own chair, fingers lightly tracing over the sleeve of his shirt.]
I was bored, John.
[He sounds less defensively angry, more as if he's just giving one of those explanations that should make perfect sense.]
no subject
Or try to, before he remembers there's no power and that means no kettle which means no tea. Frustrated, he stalks back into the living room and sinks into his own chair, fingers lightly tracing over the sleeve of his shirt.]
I was bored, John.
[He sounds less defensively angry, more as if he's just giving one of those explanations that should make perfect sense.]
It's necessary for me to alleviate my boredom.