+ hohcho
Someone was in her living room, knocking things about -- and if it was the Doctor, she had more than half a mind to kill him for waking her up. A glance at the clock told her it wasn't even five in the morning yet. Yes; he was dead. "Doctor, if that's you, quit mucking around! I'm trying to sleep! Watch the telly for a few hours or something." She slid down again, stuffing the pillow on top of her head.















