┊ sherlock holmes.
there were very few in the world that thalia grace had, in essence, injected herself into the lives of -- sherlock holmes had become one of them. even if he himself seemed to fight it.
she had never aimed to change him or had gone so far as to believe she could change him, & it would never really be that she wanted to do. it was more a case of her hoping that in the end, no matter how he fought her or how he acted as though she meant little to him? those few smiles. those few times she had managed a laugh from him about something no matter how inane? that those were the moments that mattered most because at the end of the day that is all she cared about. all that she wanted with anyone would always be: to make someone happy, anyone really, even for a fleeting moment.
❝—- it has been decided then, we are going to make omelettes. because you're a grump & won't tell me what you actually want other than for me to leave.❞ she didn't believe that he actually want her to leave because she had long ago determined him to be a grumpy buttcheek.











