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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[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[looks to their hands, then to her face and smiles, thinly]

You sure?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Gives him a small smile back] Positive.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[wraps an arm around her in a hug cause hugs are awesome]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Have something that might, under some circumstances, be kind of considered clinging]

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

[have a small smile and a kiss to the forehead because he can't get too close, stupid Doctor that he is]

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

[Oh, Doctor. Wait until she starts dating the prince of Norway to spite you. Not that I'm planning anything.

Back to the point. She'll be smiling a tiny bit back] Sorry for calling you stupid.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I suppose I can forgive you this once.

((Now I must find this cake so he can give it to people when he does dumb things!!!))

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Really?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

For calling me stupid?

Oh, I suppose.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Well, if you suppose, then I guess it's all right.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

We'll always have this place, right?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Yeah, we will. That's no so bad.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Not at all.

And you'll...be all right?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

I always am.

You?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

Always all right, yeah.

[sigh, then a slight smirk]

Next time, bring pie.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Get your own pie.

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

It doesn't taste nearly as good unless I steal it from you.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

The sweet taste of forbidden pie?

[rude-not-ginger.livejournal.com]

I don't want the world, Rose. I just want your half.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

What sort's your favorite?