“You have a birthday?” Rose asked, turning to face him, eyes widening. The Doctor merely rolled his eyes and glared, not meeting her gaze. “No, really,” she said, skidding to a stop and tugging on the hand he was gripping tightly, forcing him to stop as well. “A birthday? Isn’t that a little…well…ape-ish?”

Letting out an exasperated sigh, he ( Read more... )