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Sherlock gave a genuine smile, a faint one that didn’t seem to last long “I’m certain, Molly.” He murmured as he focused on applying the ointment. Once he was done, the detective slowly stood up and closed the lid, setting the container on his desk. He was soon taken aback at her remark, finding it predictable nonetheless. Sherlock had yet to find what was it that people were so affectionate towards animals ー even if he was once before. “I don’t think that’s the wisest thing to do at the moment seeing as these men have been following they must know already where you reside and as for your cats…” Sherlock pondered the idea, perhaps he would regret it later on but… “John will take care of them.”

"No, no.. you're right." She gave a slight nod. Hell, if the blokes knew where she worked who's to say they didn't know where she lived. They probably knew she was here... would they wait for her to come out? Would they come in? All these terrible questions raced through Molly Hoopers brain. She looked up to Sherlock when he mentioned the fact that John would take care of her cats. "John? And you're sure he won't mind?" She asked, being a bother to John and Mary was one of the last things she wanted to do. Right next to be a bother to Sherlock, which she was sure she already was.

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xxmollyhooper walked in on a heist

The post that started it all

*tour guide voice* and directly ahead you can see the origins of what is now known as the Mishapocalypse

oh my god it’s back

oh dear god please no

guys please not again