When I left Hogwarts, I was lost. We were adults now. Everyone has to leave Hogwarts eventually. So I went traveling with the Doctor. I was happy for a moment but still missed my home. So I left and became a detective. It was fun until Sherlock left us. So there I was, still lost; still empty. Then one day I met these guys driving around in a Black Impala. I asked if I could join. Begrudgingly, the driver said yes and I hopped into the backseat next to this guy in a trench coat. I'm happy to say I haven't felt lost since.
Asexual until unapologetic evil crosses my path