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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