Drabble: Distillate of Starshine
When I say run...
Title: Distillate of Starshine
Characters: Three and Liz
Wordcount: 100
A/N: For curuchamion who requested a touch of cuddle for Three and Liz.
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Liz sat back on the little roadster’s seat wishing she could to pull off her unfortunately fashionable boots so she could rub at her sore feet.
“You all right?” the Doctor didn’t even appear winded by this galloping after alien beings. If anything he looked exhilarated by it, so bright and smiling.
“Just cold.”
What would it be like to stay like this, she thought, the challenges and strangeness and the running, always running. She leaned back against his warm velvet, allowing him to block the cold wind from her shivering frame, just sharing what she could of his life.
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Title: Distillate of Starshine
Characters: Three and Liz
Wordcount: 100
A/N: For curuchamion who requested a touch of cuddle for Three and Liz.
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Liz sat back on the little roadster’s seat wishing she could to pull off her unfortunately fashionable boots so she could rub at her sore feet.
“You all right?” the Doctor didn’t even appear winded by this galloping after alien beings. If anything he looked exhilarated by it, so bright and smiling.
“Just cold.”
What would it be like to stay like this, she thought, the challenges and strangeness and the running, always running. She leaned back against his warm velvet, allowing him to block the cold wind from her shivering frame, just sharing what she could of his life.
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