Hey hey! I started a new fic!! :D At 8:30am! This is very unlike me! :P Now that I’ve...

Hey hey! I started a new fic!! :D At 8:30am! This is very unlike me! :P Now that I’ve fulfilled my promise and gotten my HP catalogue back online and available, I’m free to write Johnlock again, so I am! Here’s the first sentence of the new story:

Sherlock squints across the narrow, wobbling table and wishes for the seventeenth time that some idiot from behind the bar would come and shore it up with a wedge of serviettes or else just make the floor level, or whatever it would take to keep the thing from swaying precariously every time he forgets and puts his right elbow down onto it again.