#thedoctorsong

Because I can. This is the-doctor-song

The Doctor was sitting on her bed, watching her through the open bathroom door. He had arrived while she was in the shower, and cooked up his own little plan. Her clothes were in his lap. He looked dishevelled, his bowtie undone and first few buttons loose."I'm afraid if you want them back, my darling, you'll have to work for it."

yes good

[text] whoips it wasnr thd tardjs

[text] i am on my way to pick you up so i can do terrible things to you

[text] bed is cold without you

[text] i prefer blood.

[text] if it was from last night then i am very sorry but you seemed pretty into it at the time