Fic: The quarrymen. (Ten/Rose, at then_theres_us)
The quarrymen. Written for challenge #97 at then_theres_us. Ten/Rose. There will always be music, wherever she goes.
She puts her hand against his chest, the double drumbeat. She's obviously thinking about it. Polyrhythmic. Faster than hers, and infinitely slower. Some songs only have three verses.
The quarrymen.
She puts her hand against his chest, the double drumbeat. She's obviously thinking about it. Polyrhythmic. Faster than hers, and infinitely slower. Some songs only have three verses.
The quarrymen.