It’s been quite a while, hasn’t it? Things here are very… quiet. Never used to be a dull day, before the incident at St. Bart’s…
Everything seemed to continue without
Sherlock him. Phones kept ringing, emails kept flooding in, as did letters and questions. Nothing seemed to stop except me. I didn’t really know where to go until Mary came along. She’s tended to me since then and we’ve been getting on alright. I’ve got a full-time job now, so I can afford the price of the flat on my own, though Mycroft may or may not have offered to pitch in on the expenses.
It’s just been… different without him here. Sometimes I still forget, but no one, not even Mrs. Hudson, has the heart to tell me.
I don’t believe I will come back here again, at least not for a while.
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This had better be important, Sherlock. I’ve got the whole universe to save.
When have I ever summoned you for anything that wasn’t extraordinary, Doctor?
Please do hurry though. John and I are in quite a pinch.
If you still bother to read this blog of ours, please do send in some questions, comments, or concerns. It’s been ages since our last case and I’m beginning to feel bored. We all know where that leads.
HOLY SHIT. THERE GO MY PANTIES.
I love the little arrow at the riding crop.
This should be labeled as nsfw. Because it is clearly porn.
“I don’t understand why this causes such a riot. It’s only a depiction of me seated on horseback.”
“…You wouldn’t understand, Sherlock.”