crimescenesareforprofessionals:
Pitter patter pitter patter.
How lovely you all are today. I could eat you up.
That is…vaguely terrifying. How do I end up following these people?
I don’t particularly care about you, actually.
You do, however, have lovely hair. What kind of product do you use?
Charming. Herbal Essences.
Great, four hours of sleep and I’m back. Guess what? Ruddy coffee machine is still broken and somebody stole the muffin I bought yesterday and put in the break room fridge. Really? Come on, I was looking foreword to eating that.
I saw Dimmock eying it so I tucked it away behind your stupid little cactus thing. Can’t guarantee it’s still there though…
Well, Holmes has solved the case, and now I am stuck with making his madcap adventures seem like a real investigation.
Again.
Pitter patter pitter patter.
How lovely you all are today. I could eat you up.
That is…vaguely terrifying. How do I end up following these people?
crimescenesareforprofessionals:
crimescenesareforprofessionals:
my boss does not like me, and my cunning revenge…is to go to work because i need the money.
Not entirely true, Anderson. It’s not just Lestrade - no one likes you.
Shockingly, Holmes, I don’t…
Try asking, not telling. Works shockingly well.
Still at the bloody, sodding office. I don’t know how those traders do it. How does anybody come into work at any hour and stay until they’re done? This is absolute madness. I might be here until noon. Seriously, five am and I haven’t left. This is going to be a long day.
I’m actually still in the lab, sir, if you need anything.
Well, this made my day…
I demand you delete those from the internet at once.
No no don’t! This is exactly where they need to be I think.
No worries, John. They aren’t going anywhere.
I took the precaution of saving them on my hard drive, Dr Watson. I’ll send you one if you like.
crimescenesareforprofessionals:
my boss does not like me, and my cunning revenge…is to go to work because i need the money.
Not entirely true, Anderson. It’s not just Lestrade - no one likes you.
Shockingly, Holmes, I don’t require your validation, unlike everybody else you deign to talk to.
How is John, by the way?
Well, this made my day…
I demand you delete those from the internet at once.
Don’t think so, Sherlock. Sometimes I need a pick me up.
Well, happy birthday to me.
my boss does not like me, and my cunning revenge…is to go to work because i need the money.
