Kalendae. Doctor/Rose, Susan, TARDIS, Sarah Jane, everyone, PG-ish, AU.
"You could ask her again," says Rose. She is sitting across from him in a chair, with her feet on the coffee table. It doesn't matter, it's not as if she's ever tracked dirt in. It's impossible. He wonders, though, how she manages not to slide directly through the chair,
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