#evertheaddict

[prettygrimmfairytales]

"A-ah! Don’t bite there…"

           Jim looked up to Sherlock grinning, “Dear me, have I found your spot?” he teased and slid up from where he bit the Detective’s hip, “Shall I search for more?”

[marynotquitesocontrary-blog]

The Game Is On || Sherlock and Mary || ever-the-addict || Starter

Mary paced the warehouse floor, each step quickening as panic began to set in. She glanced once more at her phone. The signal was still too low, and only began to rise by one bar as she went to either side of room. They had both found a medium sized storage closet to hide in until they had thought of an escape plan. 

She looked over at the man she was trapped with, a slender person with a large dark coat who was ruffling his mass of brown hair in thought ("I have to go to my Mind Palace."). Sherlock Holmes was usually the one with all the answers; the person who could solve any puzzle. One would be lucky to be stuck in a dire situation with him but Mary did see it that way. 

She and him had scoured the entire building but there was no way out, no back entrance that wasn't locked from the outside and no window low enough to crawl through. 

She thought back to what had brought her here. 

There had been two phone calls. The first phone call had happened a week before today and was for John. He was needed at a funeral, his sister's ex wife had suddenly passed away. Mary had wanted to join him, but John told her that she would be safer with Sherlock (a thought she now laughed sourly at). Still she conceded and saw John off the following day. 

A week later she received the second phone call. There was someone down by a warehouse who had witnessed a murder ("Why not call the police?" "Because Sherlock Holmes is still alive."). This was the next big case and John was still visiting with Harriet, what was she to do but go along with Sherlock, the greatest detective in London, to solve the mystery that he had been waiting for. 

They had drove the the warehouse expecting to see the person who had called out front. When they were greeted by an empty lot they foolishly went inside (Bad move). Mary was the first to hear the door click shut, she had been the one to struggled with the door, banging and screaming ("Let us out! Someone please help us!"). It was useless, no one was around and no body was to be seen.

Mary stopped her pacing, breaking her reverie and turned to Sherlock, "Have you got anything yet?" 

[iwillxskinyou]

ever-the-addict

      And here's the liar himself.

            Enjoy your time away, Sherlock?

[thejumperedpathologist]

//I've had things in my drafts for like weeks now and I'm so sorry I haven' gotten around to them, I'm just a sucky person. I really will reply, I promise, but now I have work and stuff and urgh... it never ends. I'm so sorry I will really try, I promise. 

[postmxrtems-blog]

Happy valentines day, Molly Hooper. -SH

Thank you Sherlock. You too. Have a good one - M x

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I have on e nippppl e up mo re thannmy other! -SH

NEW COMPOSE: (Sherlock Holmes)

[msg sent] Sorry? [msg sent] Are you having a spasm?

[postmxrtems-blog]

{ same bro. Same }

[postmxrtems-blog]

{ I don't understand tho like I just...does it mean s4??? Or are they trolling us.... }