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[enarms]

"John Watson's phone. I'm either busy or ignoring you, in which case you'll know who you are. Leave a message."

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[nineteenfortyfive]

[That sure is not an answer!!! Which therein is an answer itself.]

I see.

[enarms]

[ Claire...... Claire...... Claire no he literally has no idea what's going on with them don't do this ]

See what?

[ a.k.a don't Claire do not, your elf eyes see nothing ]

[nineteenfortyfive]

What do you think? You're much more obvious than you think you are, John. Just because I don't necessarily call you out on it doesn't mean I can't make inferences.

[enarms]

Claire

[nineteenfortyfive]

That's me. I thought Sherlock Holmes was the other fellow.

[enarms]

[ it takes him a moment or two to work out what she means and there is the shortest, brightest stab of fear -

And then he gets it oh my god ]

Har har har har har.

[nineteenfortyfive]

Was it worth typing that out in an effort to not respond to the topic at hand?

wow why are my notifs the WORSt

[enarms]

I'd say that's a firm yes.

because you're the worst!! no wait come back I didn't mean it

[nineteenfortyfive]

I'm not going to press, but the offers stands. It will always stand.