#relyalestrange

I was tagged by buttermilkpancakebatch.

I'm not afraid to speak my mind

I'm happy with my body the way it is

I can be passionate about what I think matters

I don't take anyone's bullshit

I work hard for what I want (even when that means I have three jobs and a scholarship to juggle)

I tag thegingerninja15, books4breakfast, thewintersoldiersoldier, arlienethegenie, relyalestrange, psychopathsarefun, cosmicoswald, b3nedictsdick, somebodyshouldtelljesus and sytrix-armada!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Because it was inevitable, with Victor Trevor finally back in London. No matter how long it's been, or will be.

I seem to have gained another follower! :D Congrats! you're my 60th follower! ^_^

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Sherlock: *Walks faster*

Victor: *runs up to him*

Sherlock: I refuse to have another conversation with you.

Victor: May I ask why?

Sherlock: Because you're a person. People are insufferable. You in particular.

Victor: Would you rather I not be a person?

Sherlock: I would prefer you to be something abiotic so you would shut up and stay still.

Victor: *smiles*

Sherlock: Why are you smiling? Was I unintentionally humorous? I hate it when that happens.

Victor: I'm not smiling. *smiling*

Sherlock: Yes, you are. I can see it.

Victor: *smiling* Prove it.

Sherlock: *exasperated sigh* I'm not going to waste my precious time proving something that you obviously know is true.

Victor: Okay, so we can agree that I'm absolutely NOT smiling.

Sherlock: NO!

Victor: Then prove it.

Sherlock: Is it true that you will continually follow me around for eternity and ask stupid questions?

Victor: Yes.

Sherlock: *incompetent sigh*

Victor: Answer the question.

Sherlock: Yes.

Victor: Care to elaborate?

Sherlock: No, but I would care to end this conversation.

Victor: Not an option. I repeat. Care to elaborate?

Sherlock: I'm not going to--

Victor: Yes you are.

Sherlock: Fine. Yes, of course. It's really quite simple, if your clever. Which you are obviously not. You're also obviously a dog person, and wear size 11 shoes. You enjoy writing and biology. You're trying to write a book, but it appears it isn't going so well. You come from old money, yet you try to hide it. Why? You don't want to appear pretentious. So humble, yet vainly so. Because of course, you find yourself charismatic enough to try and start a conversation with someone who obviously doesn't want to participate.

Victor: Almost.

Sherlock: Almost?

Victor: I wear an 11.5