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The world was upside down.
Sarah Jane meant this literally, of course, as she was lying with her knees hooked upon the top of the couch (and she'd made sure to wear bell-bottomed jeans so no passers-by would get an unseemly look at her) and her neck was supported by the cushions of the couch while her hair toppled over and to the ground. She was upside down and so was all the world around her. She liked doing this, once in a while, and not just for the sudden rush of blood that went to her head.
It was a new angle; it was a new viewpoint.
She had her head craned to one side, inspecting the ring between her fingers that she twirled and twirled and thought about men. Men like Archie and Lieutenant Bush (and she refused to let that notion sit and had followed, just from a distance, and she knew something was afoot, she just knew) and men like Andy back home and alien-men like the Doctor and good men like Harry who was now there on the Island. She thought of all the men she'd met and how they were roundly decent, really.
She spun the ring so that it caught the light of the room and watched it spin, idly, wondering about what Andy was doing, right then and there.
"Well, Sarah Jane Smith," she announced aloud, words drifting from her upside-down-abode. "You have to live with the consequences now. Forever and ever."
Sarah Jane meant this literally, of course, as she was lying with her knees hooked upon the top of the couch (and she'd made sure to wear bell-bottomed jeans so no passers-by would get an unseemly look at her) and her neck was supported by the cushions of the couch while her hair toppled over and to the ground. She was upside down and so was all the world around her. She liked doing this, once in a while, and not just for the sudden rush of blood that went to her head.
It was a new angle; it was a new viewpoint.
She had her head craned to one side, inspecting the ring between her fingers that she twirled and twirled and thought about men. Men like Archie and Lieutenant Bush (and she refused to let that notion sit and had followed, just from a distance, and she knew something was afoot, she just knew) and men like Andy back home and alien-men like the Doctor and good men like Harry who was now there on the Island. She thought of all the men she'd met and how they were roundly decent, really.
She spun the ring so that it caught the light of the room and watched it spin, idly, wondering about what Andy was doing, right then and there.
"Well, Sarah Jane Smith," she announced aloud, words drifting from her upside-down-abode. "You have to live with the consequences now. Forever and ever."