dw fic: "Before the taking of toast and tea."
Before the taking of toast and tea. Ten II/Rose (PG)
She mixes the batter, by the light of the streetlamp that sits beyond the garden fence. Twirling the spoon around the thick substance until it’s smooth, licking the excess off of the spoon as soon as it’s all separated and eventually put into the oven. She can’t sleep, but what she doesn’t realise, is that neither can the Doctor. 1, 521 words.
Written for challenge 34 at then_theres_us (3rd place)
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She mixes the batter, by the light of the streetlamp that sits beyond the garden fence. Twirling the spoon around the thick substance until it’s smooth, licking the excess off of the spoon as soon as it’s all separated and eventually put into the oven. She can’t sleep, but what she doesn’t realise, is that neither can the Doctor. 1, 521 words.
Written for challenge 34 at then_theres_us (3rd place)
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