#highlyfunctioningsociopath

@highlyfunctiongsociopath

The anxiety of being plunged into darkness had subsided by now; thankfully it had not happened whilst she was having an autopsy, god knew what sort of mistake she would’ve made then, probably take someone’s eye out too. She feels Sherlock move away beside her, as silent as a cat, prowling through the darkness-- as her eyes adjust she can barely make out his silhouette, she can hear the click as he tries the light switch, though nothing happens, and watches the faint outline of his fingers twist the doorknob to try to get it open

When they remain in darkness still, she beings to realise what’s happened, her voice breaking the silence between them. 

I made a thing.

1.) What are you going as for Halloween (if you are dressing up)?  i'm gonna be merida from brave!

2.) Favourite superhero?  iron man

3.) Favourite musical artist?  hrmm the beatles. even though that's a band.

4.) These questions are thoroughly uninteresting, aren’t they? exceptionally so

5.) What is your personal hell?  everyone i love dying unexpectedly. 

6.) What would your dying words be?  "for god's sake, put on some tea"

7.) If you were a criminal mastermind, what would be your business?  i would be an art thief

8.) If you had the choice between living your dream and losing the ones you love, or dropping your dream and remaining with the ones you love, which would you choose? probably staying with the ones i love; my dream changes every few years

9.) If the one you were closest to were dying and you were able to give up your own life in exchange for theirs, would you do it? honestly, no