made some tiny changes to ch34 because it turns out, of course I should probably read through the fucking chapter before I post it so details and continuity are, like, there

worlds best person

where did my attention span for anything important go

i just want to add single-digit numbers together and go to sleep at the same time i don’t want to be a writer or a person or anything else you know

i just want to be the worlds stupidest, laziest calculator

4388137821374

1123334477888

2114477444888

1+1+2+3+3+3+4+4+7+7+8+8+8
2+2+3+3+3+4+4+7+7+8+8+8
4+3+3+3+4+4+7+7+8+8+8
(3+3+3+4+4+4+7+7+8+8+8)
9+4+4+4+7+7+8+8+8
(4+4+4+7+7+8+8+8+9)
12+7+7+8+8+8+9
(7+7+8+8+8+9+12)
14+8+8+8+9+12
(8+8+8+9+12+14)
24+9+12+14
(9+12+14+24)
21+14+24
(14+21+24)
35+24
(24+35)
59
5+9
14
1+4
5

You are free to travel. Pursue a vocation in marketing, as large crowds invigorate you. You make an excellent motivator. Overindulgence is your enemy. 

6161 posts

111 followers

today is number day

send me a number and I will

uh

organize it into a better number I don’t know i like numbers when they’re nice

two followers lost means I’m back at having a repeating number

111 GOOD RIDDANCE

ahh this was under a rather long, rather important fanmail so I didn’t see it sorry its late ahh

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John had lost sight of Sherlock. 

He had lost sight of him, but Sherlock would call out directions to him- “Turn left!” “Up the fire escape!” “Jump the roof, if you can, hurry!”

Of course he could.

Well, maybe.

He stumbled a bit as he landed on the next roof, a downward jump across a thin, old ally. 

“Down this escape! Qui-“

John heard a gunshot, then nothing more. He feared the worst, biting through the pain to get to the escape.

-

Back in the hospital, all clean lines and white sheets, both men were quiet. John had his bad knee rested on the second chair. Sherlock would never walk without a cane again. 

Suddenly, a tiny laugh came from the black-haired man.

“Now I’m like you.”