In which John deeply regrets introducing Mary to Sherlock and contemplates his life choices.
I like especially the idea that Sherlock has read 50 Shades of Grey—possibly given to him by Mary (not that she read it voluntarily herself) to shut him up during distressingly murder-free rainy afternoons.
"Mary. I believe you promised this would provide insight into the human condition. Instead, it was simply reams of thinly disguised domestic abuse masquerading as pornography."
"Turn it over."
"How many copies sold?"
"One hund— one hundred… million?”
"There you are. Now you’re better informed about the human condition, aren’t you?"
"Does John know what a terrible person you are?"
"Fairly certain that’s why he married me. Go wash up for tea."
OMG. Yes, give me banter. :D Give me a Mary who won’t put up with Sherlock’s shit. :)
Darkness and silence have been my companions since the day I chose to turn my back upon the world of men and create an empire that was solely mine
― Phantom by Susan Kay
Advent calendar for adults?
I would get this damn thing so confused it’s not even funny.