Kalendae. Doctor/Rose, Susan, TARDIS, Sarah Jane, everyone, PG-ish, AU.
"You could ask her again," says Rose. She is sitting across from him in a chair, with her feet on the coffee table. It doesn't matter, it's not as if she's ever tracked dirt in. It's impossible. He wonders, though, how she manages not to slide directly through the chair,
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If I went back in time and told a younger me that I would one day read a fanfiction piece and cry over the "death" of a computer interface, well, I don't know what I'd think of myself.
But here I am, having a billion feelings about this.
Thank you so much for writing! You are one of my favorite authors, and I never comment, but I just really felt the need to thank you.
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