Olivia - 002
[the shopping excursion to Birmingham sees a couple of interesting things for him. one, the record of trying clothes on and bags carried throughout a busy shopping centre is finally broken. Donna would've been proud.
two, the longer such a trip goes on, with him feeling very much like a two-legged pack mule, the shorter his temper gets. at one point, he finally has enough and nips down to the TARDIS to drop the bags off in the console room--unceremoniously as his hands are beginning to hurt at that point, and of course the one bag to spill its contents is the one containing lacy black pants and matching bras. thankfully, he's not going to have to pick them up, not unless she manages to give herself a concussion again and in the middle of a shopping centre on a peaceful day, he sure as hell hopes not.
and three, deciding what kind of cake to get with the only stipulation of it being chocolate is a far more difficult decision to make than which tie he's going to wear on any given day--and even that might make him pause now given the amount of ties Olivia's convinced him to buy. (and honestly, he still has no idea when he's ever going to be in need of the one with Marvin the Martian on it, but he purchased it anyway because it amuses her so much.)
finally though, he's picked one out and has it set in the kitchen--which is now restocked with more food than just a block of cheese--and having accomplished what he wanted, including another task he didn't mention to her, he waits in the console room for her return.
after all, she's got to be out of money by this point.]
two, the longer such a trip goes on, with him feeling very much like a two-legged pack mule, the shorter his temper gets. at one point, he finally has enough and nips down to the TARDIS to drop the bags off in the console room--unceremoniously as his hands are beginning to hurt at that point, and of course the one bag to spill its contents is the one containing lacy black pants and matching bras. thankfully, he's not going to have to pick them up, not unless she manages to give herself a concussion again and in the middle of a shopping centre on a peaceful day, he sure as hell hopes not.
and three, deciding what kind of cake to get with the only stipulation of it being chocolate is a far more difficult decision to make than which tie he's going to wear on any given day--and even that might make him pause now given the amount of ties Olivia's convinced him to buy. (and honestly, he still has no idea when he's ever going to be in need of the one with Marvin the Martian on it, but he purchased it anyway because it amuses her so much.)
finally though, he's picked one out and has it set in the kitchen--which is now restocked with more food than just a block of cheese--and having accomplished what he wanted, including another task he didn't mention to her, he waits in the console room for her return.
after all, she's got to be out of money by this point.]