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WHY CAN'T I STOP LAUGHING AT THAT? MAYBE IT IS TIME FOR BED.

Rose was restless to say the least. She missed the metacrisis, but buried her sadness in her studying of astrophysical thesis study. As she read the dry words on the page, she fought back the tears and the thoughts of everything she never got to tell him. She may blame the Doctor for this whole situation, but it was all her fault that she never told him how much he meant to her. She never told him just how much she loved him. She never took him to the beach, nor to Italy, like she had promised she would. As the tears spilled from her eyes, she told herself that there was no one to blame for that but herself. When the tears hit the page she heard another person rattling away in the library. She quickly brushed her tears from her eyes to make herself presentable for company. "Hello? Anyone there?" she called, embarrassed at how shaky her voice sounded.