[Day 218 - in person.]

Date: 2013-02-24 02:15 am (UTC)
the_good_doctor: (bet Ghost George wasn't expecting that)
[Watson actually laughs out loud at that.] It's a rum story.

[But he is not adverse to telling it.] I'd just been discharged. Wounded in service and my health was so poor, it was generally considered I'd spend the rest of my days an invalid. I had my military pension which I was spending a little too freely until I came to the abrupt realisation that I needed to take cheaper lodgings. As luck would happen, I ran into an old school friend on the street, and while dining with him, mentioned my predicament and it turned out that an acquaintance of his by the name of Holmes had just that morning been complaining to him about the impossibility of finding anyone to share the rent of some rooms he'd found on Baker Street. I was eager to meet him, so we set off, found Holmes beating a corpse in the medical laboratory of the University to discover how far bruises could be produced after death. I had misgivings of course, but the rooms were good enough, I determined to make a go of it.
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