[RL with the "first" Corinthian ; backdated to early Saturday-ish?]
It wasn't hard to track the other nightmare down to the little motel he was haunting this time, and it turned out to be even easier to find his room. Which he wasted no time in slipping into, quietly and hopefully without notice, but by this point he was pretty sure he was shivering almost hard enough for anyone nearby to hear his bones rattle, even after a trip to find some proper clothing. He didn't remember California getting quite this cold the last time he visited this time of year, but he hated it already.
At the very least, he likely didn't have to worry about anyone in this California threatening to call a goddamn Time Lord after him. That alone made it all the better.
At the very least, he likely didn't have to worry about anyone in this California threatening to call a goddamn Time Lord after him. That alone made it all the better.