#sherlock chats

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Rosie: can you get internal bleeding, like coughing up blood, from broken ribs and blunt force trauma to the abdomen?

Sherlock: yes

Rosie: excellent

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Eurus: do you think I can fit 20 marshmallows in my mouth?

Mycroft: you’re a hazard to yourself

Sherlock: you coward. Do 30

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Sherlock: *dies*

Anderson: that’s so sad. Alexa? Play Despacito

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Sherlock: so, how tall are you?

John: height is a social construct

Sherlock: so, you’re short

[drwhomustnotbenamed]

And completely by accident the first text I sent this year was "it better fucking not be the end"