My Thoughts Exactly (sherlolly fanfiction)

When Sherlock has faked his death and he is cooped up in my flat with me for a while; come with me as I recall the happenings of my two years with Sherlock Holmes as a roomate and bestfriend. I am Molly Hooper. I work in the morgue looking at dead bodies for a living. Im a horrible conversationalist and im a mouse. Only Sherlock makes me feel confident but even him at times can make me small and weak.... what will I do to change that?