I bought some jam for Mrs Hudson because heroes don’t exist and I melted into a puddle on the floor.
I got attacked by Lestrade because Mycroft forced me to and it was odd.
It really was odd.
I watched John hug Mrs. Hudson because I was BORED! and I cried.
I kissed Jim Moriarty because Mycroft forced me to and I collapsed.
Huh. I’m liking Mycroft more and more these days.