The dinner party
"Rose! Rose!" Mickey stood at the bottom of the large staircase and shouted up to her, "Are you coming down or what?" He glanced back over at Jake and gave him a bit of a shrug, "What is it about women and having to spend forever getting themselves ready?"
"I think it's called finding the right outfit," Pete piped in as he walked passed them, "Why don't you just go up there and see where she is?"
Mickey frowned a little, "She's not been the same since he showed up, after that trip they went on, it's like she's just not there."
Pete let out a soft sigh and placed a hand on Mickey's shoulder, "Don't worry. She will be fine. Besides, Jackie would probably find a way to kill the Doctor if anything bad happened to Rose." And he knew he would do the same. Leaving the boys to it, Pete went off in search of Jackie.
"Rose!" Mickey tried it again, slowly shaking his head, "Don't know why I bother. She's probably trying on all the clothes she had already tried on. That Doctor has got her all blind-sighted again."
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Rose stood looking at herself in the mirror, she wanted to look nice for him without looking like she had tried too much. Baggy jeans and a sexy, yet subtle, top. Her hair was down and she had straightened it and she wore little make up. Glancing up at the clock once more she felt the butterflies in her stomach. This could either go really well tonight or end up as a disaster. She hoped it wasn't the latter.
Checking her reflection once more she settled herself down on the edge of the bed to pull on her trainers. Her dad had taken care of the food, ordered it in from one of those catering companies. The wine was chilling and everything was perfect. Now all she had to wish for was her mother not shouting at the Doctor.
"I think it's called finding the right outfit," Pete piped in as he walked passed them, "Why don't you just go up there and see where she is?"
Mickey frowned a little, "She's not been the same since he showed up, after that trip they went on, it's like she's just not there."
Pete let out a soft sigh and placed a hand on Mickey's shoulder, "Don't worry. She will be fine. Besides, Jackie would probably find a way to kill the Doctor if anything bad happened to Rose." And he knew he would do the same. Leaving the boys to it, Pete went off in search of Jackie.
"Rose!" Mickey tried it again, slowly shaking his head, "Don't know why I bother. She's probably trying on all the clothes she had already tried on. That Doctor has got her all blind-sighted again."
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Rose stood looking at herself in the mirror, she wanted to look nice for him without looking like she had tried too much. Baggy jeans and a sexy, yet subtle, top. Her hair was down and she had straightened it and she wore little make up. Glancing up at the clock once more she felt the butterflies in her stomach. This could either go really well tonight or end up as a disaster. She hoped it wasn't the latter.
Checking her reflection once more she settled herself down on the edge of the bed to pull on her trainers. Her dad had taken care of the food, ordered it in from one of those catering companies. The wine was chilling and everything was perfect. Now all she had to wish for was her mother not shouting at the Doctor.