And, yes, all right, clearly he's gone off the raving deep end, but the Doctor's not known for hanging about. Even if he does, there's some kind of temporal....wibbly wobbly that means he can't run off with him.
I think I just talked myself down to two. I'm brilliant!
Look, we all have exes, and some of them are more well-liked than others. The Doctor has/will save/d London while I was in it, so I have a vested interest in not shooting him in the face. Besides, it's not likely to do any good.
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And, yes, all right, clearly he's gone off the raving deep end, but the Doctor's not known for hanging about. Even if he does, there's some kind of temporal....wibbly wobbly that means he can't run off with him.
I think I just talked myself down to two. I'm brilliant!
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Did you see the look in his eyes when the shabby blue of the rotting wood rolled in?
I know you did because you stared down at your little notebook intently.
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Okay, maybe I'm still at three.
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This is the sofa, Jones. Feel free to ask for a cuddle.
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Max and I are off to give him a bath, and I'm locking you out.
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Don't give him my sofa. He can stay in his box.
And Max better be sleeping with me tonight
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Carry on.
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