I marry Sherlock Holmes, we live in Baskerville Hall, next to Mrs. Turner’s married ones. I am a doctor who leaves body parts around the flat, and die of old age.
So I’m Molly Hooper, living out her dream life?
I marry John Watson, we live in 221B Baker Street, next to Molly Hooper. I occupy a minor position in the British government. I collect too many jumpers. And I die by taking the wrong pill.
I marry Sherlock Holmes, we live in 221B Baker Street, our neighbor is Anderson. My occupation is a consulting detective. I don’t know anything about the solar system, and I die by being blown up.
I marry Lestrade, we live in 221C Baker Street, our neighbors are Mrs.Turner’s married ones. My occupation is a detective inspector. I don’t know anything about the solar system and I die by my heart being burned out.
I like this.
I marry John Watson, we live in Afghanistan, our neighbor is Anderson. My occupation is army doctor. I collect way too many jumpers and I die by a bullet wound.
Shit.
I’m an army doctor that marries Jim Moriarty, knows nothing of the solar system, lives next to Anthea, lives in Richenbach Falls and dies from taking the wrong pill.
(Source: breathingsboring, via assawayavengers)
