Double Drabble: Like A Dream
Title: Like A Dream
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Tosh.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 550: Run at tw100.
Spoilers: Fragments.
Summary: Freed from the UNIT prison, Tosh is amazed by the luxury of her new home.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Left alone in her new house, Tosh wandered from room to room, bewildered at having so much space after been shut in a tiny cell for so long. There was a small hallway leading into a combined living and dining room, and a compact but well-equipped kitchen. The stairs led up to a landing from which doors opened into a spacious bedroom and a bathroom dominated by a big, old-fashioned enamelled bathtub. To Tosh’s eyes, it was the most beautiful sight imaginable.
Quickly she put in the plug and turned on the hot tap, letting it run. The water came through cold at first but soon enough steam began to fill the room. There were rows of toiletries on a shelf: shampoo, conditioner, shower gel, all of them fairly generic, and right at the end a big bottle of lavender bubble bath. Pouring a generous amount into the water, she watched almost hypnotised as it started to foam.
It was like a wonderful dream! After months of lukewarm showers, to have the luxury of an actual bath…
Turning off the tap, Tosh stripped out of her clothes and slid into the water. This was what it meant to be free.
The End
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Tosh.
Rating: G
Written For: Challenge 550: Run at tw100.
Spoilers: Fragments.
Summary: Freed from the UNIT prison, Tosh is amazed by the luxury of her new home.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Torchwood, or the characters.
A/N: Double drabble.
Left alone in her new house, Tosh wandered from room to room, bewildered at having so much space after been shut in a tiny cell for so long. There was a small hallway leading into a combined living and dining room, and a compact but well-equipped kitchen. The stairs led up to a landing from which doors opened into a spacious bedroom and a bathroom dominated by a big, old-fashioned enamelled bathtub. To Tosh’s eyes, it was the most beautiful sight imaginable.
Quickly she put in the plug and turned on the hot tap, letting it run. The water came through cold at first but soon enough steam began to fill the room. There were rows of toiletries on a shelf: shampoo, conditioner, shower gel, all of them fairly generic, and right at the end a big bottle of lavender bubble bath. Pouring a generous amount into the water, she watched almost hypnotised as it started to foam.
It was like a wonderful dream! After months of lukewarm showers, to have the luxury of an actual bath…
Turning off the tap, Tosh stripped out of her clothes and slid into the water. This was what it meant to be free.
The End