[tardis of impossible things] ❝ but you can do no wrong in my eyes. ❞

[thatoldthatkind]

[The Doctor sits on the swing under the console, working on the TARDIS. Sometime after his arguement with Romana.]

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[forgothertime]

[Donna had wandered down the stairs into the console room, wanting to have a bit of a swing, to be honest. When she stepped below the floor, finding the Doctor already working on the TARDIS, she sighed, a small, bemused smile crossing her face.]

Don't you ever rest? Play a bit of solitaire, computer chess, anything? [She teased lightly, knowing that there'd been a bit of an altercation earlier.]

[thatoldthatkind]

With you lot? I never have the chance to rest! Not that I would rest. Resting is boring and unproductive.

[forgothertime]

But you get a chance to unwind! The moments are few and far between, sure. But blimey, you've got to sleep sometime. Even if just for an hour or two.

[thatoldthatkind]

Already did that.