these are the tesco aisles of our lives, nine/rose, ten/rose, pg-13
“You know,” Rose says, quite out of the blue, “I’ve seen the TARDIS grow entire rooms. Rearrange my sock drawer by colour and fold my knickers into concentric triangles on laundry day." She just lets that sentence hang there in the middle of the dairy aisle, suspended in front of
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*holds you tight* I stayed off the Internet and LJ for a good day after watching the finale - I just couldn't stand it ;__;.
how they're always reaching for one another one such little subtle ways.
They are - not just through space and time, but I've always felt like sometimes, both emotionally and in their intentions, the Doctor and Rose don't always arrive at the same time. I was hoping to show in this fic maybe the odd moment of clarity between the two of them but yeah - they're always so fleeting and it's like a stab in the gut you want more of ;__;.
I don't particularity care for 9--just never got into him, but his characterization in this honestly makes me want to go back and rewatch series 1 to see him in these sorts of moments.
Ten will forever be my Doctor, but Nine holds a special place in my heart - I'm so happy to hear that you might consider giving him a second chance! He was a gruff ol' sweetie ♥.
I'm making this my personal canon from here on out: the Doctor and Rose are totally off somewhere in the universe trying to choose the best apples on display and giggling over how apathetic the store's employees are and living nd loving and having madcap adventures.
YES YES YES. In your local Tesco, Save-On, Walmart, what-have-you; there will always be a Doctor and Rose sneaking candy from out of the bins and riding the shopping carts down the organic foods aisle. ♥ ♥
Thank you so much for this amazing, amazing comment darling! I'm so happy to hear you enjoyed it :D.
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