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[just_cant_lose]

 
Jim has been rather enjoying spending weeks being moody and depressed in his suite, mainly because Sherlock's up there to make sure he's not actually all that moody and depressed. Bloody boyfriends, and their way of making life better. Jim would grump about that if he weren't pleased by it.

He's only in the bar now because his favourite distraction is asleep and anyway, they need food. Jim puts in a large order and, on a whim, asks for a current newspaper from their world. Bar provides an iPad with various headlines, and he scrolls through until he hits upon the news that NASA has discovered a solar system where life might have evolved.

He forgets about the food, and pretty much everything else for a while. Eventually he wanders over to the Window, still reading, and then just sits looking out at the explosions. 

(The ice cream he bought will be melting all over the Bar at some point, so if anyone wants free food he's probably not going to object, or even notice.)

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[likeroaringlions]

"Sounded like advice to me. But aye, alright. You laugh." William is laughing himself, cheerful again, and aims a light punch at Jim's arm that doesn't quite reach and isn't meant to. This isn't young Jim after all. "All your pudding over there, your ice, whatever, it's melting. Just so you know."

[just_cant_lose]

He glances at the food. Eh. There's always more food.

'Why don't you go and grab us one of the bottles of whiskey?'

[likeroaringlions]

"Don't mind if I do." He lopes off and comes back in a bit, with the whiskey and a bag of some kind of cheesy popcorn. Nutritional balance.

[just_cant_lose]

'Did I order that?'

Sherlock must have put it on the list. Whatevs. Jim pours two far-too generous measures, and slides one over to the kid.

'So how's your friend?'

[likeroaringlions]

"Fine," he answers shortly. "He's just fine. I'd no be here if he weren't, would I." An amused glance. "I'm touched by your concern for him."

[just_cant_lose]

'Wouldn't you? I didn't realise you were joined at the hip.'

Joined at something, anyway.

'But yes, of course, I lose sleep worrying about him.'