Oh? It’s “Sherlock Holmes day”?…
Hah!… make it my day as i’m obviously a more skilled detective!! (flashbacks to how i forgot i was the criminal who stole my own sweets once, and falsely accused the ghosts).
damn, waiting for the bus for only 30 minutes felt like 4 hours... i was fading away on the bench like a brittle autumn leaf.
lol, i am so weak... but there was no time for breaks at all.
things went smoothly tho, as i daydreamed my way through half of it.
feels good to be home.