"You can't sustain yourself on that alone," John argued. "And she only brought four biscuits yesterday. I know because I ate all of them."
Noticing Sherlock's straying attention span, John looked in the direction Sherlock seemed to have taken interest in, afterward turning back with a bent brow. He layered his arms over the table, pulling his mouth into a slant. "If you could, just for five seconds, not worry about getting a lead to a new case--"
There was a cracking sound from the corner of the restaurant that cut John off.
A man had fallen, taking his chair with him, onto the tile floor. He was coughing sporadically, taking raspy, dry heaves between each fit. There was a puddle of blood pooling beneath his head, where it trickled out from his mouth. Many of the customers near him, as well as a few of the waitstaff, had flown into a frenzy of exclamations and phone calls. John was the first to leave the table, quickly stationing himself at the man's side.
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Noticing Sherlock's straying attention span, John looked in the direction Sherlock seemed to have taken interest in, afterward turning back with a bent brow. He layered his arms over the table, pulling his mouth into a slant. "If you could, just for five seconds, not worry about getting a lead to a new case--"
There was a cracking sound from the corner of the restaurant that cut John off.
A man had fallen, taking his chair with him, onto the tile floor. He was coughing sporadically, taking raspy, dry heaves between each fit. There was a puddle of blood pooling beneath his head, where it trickled out from his mouth. Many of the customers near him, as well as a few of the waitstaff, had flown into a frenzy of exclamations and phone calls. John was the first to leave the table, quickly stationing himself at the man's side.