John Watson (bakerstregular) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2012-09-21 16:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, john watson, samantha carter |
Who: Watson & Sam
What: A drink and a conversation...
When: Tonight
Where: A Rather Nice Bar
Ratings/Warnings: PG-13 for vague possibilities of coupling
Status: Complete
John wasn't the sort to get nervous around women. And this was no different. He was, however, nervous anyway. Sam herself had nothing to do with it. What was there to be nervous about there? Clearly, she liked him. But John also tended to think most women liked him. He might have been right, but that didn't mean he didn't also have a big head.
Anyway, he was nervous about what he would have to tell Sam. He wasn't sure how to phrase it. *Remember that war wound of mine? The one in my leg? All in my head, apparently.*
John wondered just how long he had been holding on to the injury and the limp just to avoid the embarrassment of admitting his was a headcase. Then again, that was the definition of psychosomatic.
He waited at the bar and sipped his pint.