Sep 16, 2010 13:25
Donna had to get out of the house. House, room, mansion, whatever. She needed out. Some new bloke had been brought to the city and made her roommate. She'd become accustomed to living on her own and now there was this...new person. Touching her things. Using her bathroom. Eating her food. Perhaps she was a bit selfish.
She made her way out into the city, following that special little sixth sense of hers. She needed to name it. Spaceman senses? Doctor radar? Docdar? Whatever she was going to call it, she knew where the Doctor, her Doctor with a different face, was.
After a few lefts and a couple rights, Donna found herself standing in front of a blue police box. Her hands tucked into her pockets, a small smile curled up the corners of her mouth. She had missed her. Lifting her hand, she pressed her palm against the door, stroking it gently.
After a moment, she curled her hand into a fist, rapping on the door. "Oi! Spaceman! Lemme in! I don't have a key!"
That was the first thing they were going to fix.
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