[The camera shakes as the door to Romana's bedroom is slammed open and shut. The woman herself rushes in, her hair disheveled and her cheeks flushed. She's breathing like she ran all the way back to the TARDIS and muttering to herself the whole time, no doubt.]
I can't believe that I, that we, that - oh, what a mess.
He's my supervisor, we work together!
[She opens her wardrobe with a jerk and tosses her coat inside. As she crosses to her dresser, she sees herself in the mirror and stops short. she doesn't quite seem to recognize the Time Lady she sees reflected.]
Damn these curses! I know better, how could I let this HAPPEN?!
[She removes the man's shirt she's wearing and puts on a robe that was lying on her bed. She sits and covers her face with her hands and the shirt in her lap.
She looks up and sees the transmission light on her Network interface.]
Oh no, you don't, Network.
[She crosses to the camera and everything goes black.]
[ooc:
Romana was very, very cursed yesterday, not only was she spewing lines like the best of them, she was falling for said lines as well. As such, she got kinda carried away slept with her boss, Tony Stark. She came out of the curse (mostly) before he did, and bolted, leaving behind her shirt, and possibly a few other sundry items as well. She plans on lying and saying she doesn't remember a thing, but we'll see how long that lasts. Open post, not filtered, free for all to play.]