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.

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[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I guess.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, that's mostly good.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I guess.

Have you still got any of that pudding?

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

I do, actually. Be back in a mo'. [pops off and returns with three puddings and a spoon] That help?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

It's a start, yeah. [Sits, and eats pudding] Thanks, Doctor.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[sits with her because hey, why not] Had a chance to rest yet?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

A bit. [Offers a bite of pudding] I took a nap on the way to the hotel.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[oooh, pudding bite!] Staying at a hotel? Is the manor all right?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

It's fine, yeah. I'm still in Norway, though, 'cause Mum is convinced I need a vacation. She figures forcing me to stay in Norway for a few days is a good way to keep me away from work. [Want another pudding bite?]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[the Doctor likes being fed pudding. Also he now sounds confused] Norway again, really? I'm starting to think there's something wrong with that place.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I hate it there. Too cold, and full of beaches. [Takes another bite, then feeds him again. Because it seems like the thing to do]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

That beach again? [he'd be more worried but she's feeding him]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Same one, yeah. [Sharing is good]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

One of these days I'm really taking you to a proper beach. [sharing makes the Doctor happy]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Good luck with that. I hate beaches. [For some reason, it makes her feel better, too]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[somehow that makes him laugh] At this point, I really don't blame you.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Oh, well, that's good.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

How long are you lot staying in Norway?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

It's just me. Mum already left, and told me to stay for three days, but I think I'll sneak past the hotel manager tomorrow.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

You should be able to. Well, if you want to. So...that human me. He lives there, eh?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

He does, yeah. Across the hall, I think. That's what he said, anyway.

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

Ah, well. [he doesn't really know what to say to that, so, have an awkwardly shifting Doctor]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Eats pudding with a strangely miserable look on her face]

[salvagestime.livejournal.com]

[frowns; he's getting worried again] You don't like him?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

No, I do. I think.