God knows where she is.
I think Sherlock misses Irene in the sense that she’s another intellectual equal (or near equal), a challenge that isn’t Mycroft or a case. I think he misses having a mental sparring partner like her, and she lingers in his mind, though sometimes at inopportune moments and he gets annoyed/exasperated then.
She’s not there naked for inherent sexual reasons IMO. That’s how Sherlock first met her, and why he couldn’t deduce her. To him, the quintessential sparring partner, the quintessential Irene Adler, is without a disguise and thus undeducible. A challenge, and he always likes a good challenge.
what if instead of a same gender detective partnership who keep getting mistaken for a romantic couple, you had a same gender romantic couple who keep getting mistaken for detectives
‘hello, I’m sam darling, and this is my partner gregory hitch’ ‘AH YES THE PRIVATE DETECTIVES’ ‘what??? no we just came for some ice cream why is there police tape everywhere’
MY MILK POURED OUT INTO LIKE A CORKSCREW PATTERN??? WHAT
WHY IS THIS MILK IN A BAG WAt
WHY DO WE HAVE TO GO THROUGH THE MILK IN A BAG THING EVERY TIME GODDAMN IT ITS LITERALLY MILK IN A FUCKING BAG WHAT IS SO HARD TO GRASP ABOUT THE CONCEPT
Why are you eating oatmeal with milk
This post is an international nightmare
I’m anti-feminist for many of the same reasons I’m an atheist.
So you don’t believe women exist?
Its okay. I’m an atheist because I don’t believe in something I can’t see or touch. I suppose women are much like that for you.
Somebody get him some ice.
okay, but a dude has to do it, cause he’s gonna freak the fuck out if he sees some floating ice coming over to him.