Rose Tyler hates beaches

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[And here we have Rose, just off of the finale, not entirely sure how she's feeling]

....well, that explains a lot.

Comments

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

...dunno. Probably best to ask me that in a little bit, yeah?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

. . . Yeah, okay. Fair enough.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

....I'm sorry.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

What've you got to be sorry about?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I dunno. Everything. Snapping at you, being mad, that sorta thing.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about it. You've had a long day, yeah?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I guess.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

There's nothing to apologize for.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Rose could use a hug right now, so Doctor, it's now your duty to do that]

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[It is a duty he does proudly. ;__; ]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Good. Because clinging!Rose will cling for a while] How long d'you think I've got before I've caught up to you?

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't mind in the slightest.] Few weeks, I think. Maybe a month.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Sigh] Oh, well. That shouldn't take too long, I guess.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Just the blink of an eye, really.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I hope so.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

'Sides, think of it as a few weeks without me, yeah? You'll wish you could go back to the days when I wasn't around to get you into trouble, once you've caught up.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I'll just be getting into trouble on my own. You know how it goes.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Oh, trust me. I do.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Oi. No cheap shots when I'm in a bad mood.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Right, right, sorry. Avoiding the jabs now.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

We'll see how long that lasts.

Thanks, though.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

If you'd prefer, I could, I don't know, just stop talking. Which is infinitely more difficult, but I reckon I could manage it.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I doubt you could. You'd be turning blue, from suppressing all of that talking.

[doctorate.livejournal.com]

Oi. I could manage it.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

You think so?