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Still, even as she looked around the Tea Emporium she got the sense that something was off...

Brilliant.

Or well, not definitely at all. But she was late, and that was more than enough ammunition to put Evie’s nerves on end. It was silly, she knew. Irrational, even. Things were fine. Bordering on normal even. Bordering because one could never truly feel normal wearing gloves all year round. But it was winter, there was a chill in the air, and everything was fine. 

Except that it wasn’t because she had been waiting for Millie out front of Coal Hill Academy for ten minutes now and she was nowhere to be seen. There was definitely going to be a chat about good manners when they got home. 

(If they ever got home. That taken theory was still gnawing at the back of her mind.)

With her head held high in determination, she made her way up to the entrance, through the doors, and straight up to the first person she saw.

“Sorry, don’t mean to be a bother but was supposed to meet my daughter out front,” she paused to check her watch, “Approximately,” exactly, “Eleven minutes ago. Don’t suppose you’ve seen her. Millie. Smith. Looks like me but shorter,” a beat, “and tardy,” she finished, gesturing to her own face, which was admittedly more intense than strictly necessary. She cleared her throat and gave a half shrug, not wanting to come off as a completely overprotective parent, even if she probably was. “She’s got ballet.”

When he exited his TARDIS, the Doctor took one step out and breathed in; immediately after that he made a face.

“Twenty-First Century, how... boring.” Sniffing at the air, the Time Lord straightened his multi-coloured coat and started to head down the nearest corridor, ready to investigate the reason why he was brought there.

Or at least that was plan; almost immediately he ran into someone. “Do watch where you’re going-oh.” Sensing something off about them, the Doctor changed his mind and decided they were the reason he was there. “Who are you?”

JENNY FLINT

BASICS:

age: utp species: human occupation: barista at Madame Vastra’s Tea Emporium romantic/sexual orientation: utp

ABOUT:

♦ Jenny Flint always goes where her wife, Madame Vastra, goes. It’s not that she can’t choose where to go, but it’s because she doesn’t want to leave her side. After many years of travelling, Jenny is quite happy to be able to be the face and the front to the Tea Emporium. She loves greeting people and further, loves being able to spy. Being the head Barista, Jenny has seen quite a few faces that she’d only heard of, and not actually met; which makes her happy, because now she can put a face to the names of many of the Doctor’s former companions. Though, she does question why so many of them have arrived to stay, and if the rift is pulling them together or if it’s something else entirely. ♦ fact. ♦ fact. ♦ fact.

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