The Doctor hit the console’s panel more aggressively than he would normally. The Tardis shook her insides in warning. He could be angry all he wanted, it wasn’t her fault.
He slumped down on his chair, his mouth set in a pout. It was stupid to be jealous of himself, he knew this. But…how could she kiss the future him so easily? The Doctor saw
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And thanks!
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I vote separate fic - I think it will be awesome, and I think this fic is awesome, but I wouldn't want it to "distract" from the rest of the fic. Unless you think it would fit.
But yes, in some shape or form, please please please write! =D
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I get a bit dorky when I'm sleepy don't I. heh.
Thanks for the feedback :D
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