Rushing On
Title: Rushing On
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 100
For: Multi_ficathon, writing-game, dw100
"Sarah hurry!" She swore that man had the patience of a toddler, always rushing here to there and back. Traveling with him was great, to see things that months before she would've only imagined in the deepest dreams. At times she just wished he'd slow down, take a look around instead of rushing on.
Yesterday she had wanted to visit a yard with the most beautiful red flowers, but no. There was never any point arguing with him so she never tried.
"I'm coming!" She bellows back as sliding on her shoes, tying them tight, always a necessity with him.
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 100
For: Multi_ficathon, writing-game, dw100
"Sarah hurry!" She swore that man had the patience of a toddler, always rushing here to there and back. Traveling with him was great, to see things that months before she would've only imagined in the deepest dreams. At times she just wished he'd slow down, take a look around instead of rushing on.
Yesterday she had wanted to visit a yard with the most beautiful red flowers, but no. There was never any point arguing with him so she never tried.
"I'm coming!" She bellows back as sliding on her shoes, tying them tight, always a necessity with him.