#xnotspooky

RIGSBY. RIGSBY. CLEVER. CLEVER TOTALLY COUNTS AS A SIDE CLEVER

The day had been eventful— perhaps too eventful, at least for Clara’s sake. He almost felt sorry for her. The had been running non-stop four 2 hours, hid from fire breathing cockroaches and to top that, they had ran into at least 4 different invisible walls in the middle of a huge forest. In which, resulted in their foreheads beaten black and blue. Even the Doctor was exhausted. His body was sprawled out on his bed with a book in his hands and that’s when he heard her voice. He looked up and saw Clara standing in the middle of his room. How the TARDIS had actually let her find it for once made him almost suspicious, but he shoved the thought aside for now."Go to sleep then, Clara?"

 "Hello," and just for a moment she let herself  believe that the silhouette was the one she had  been searching for since the beginning. 

"Clara what are you doing?! I’m not going to leave you here, get back inside!"

       "Clara, my Clara..."

Be honest to him. 

Bucky fucking hates the ambulance building with the overall groaning of patients and the ugly smell of blood and disinfectant. But some bloody Kraut had fired good enough to inflict a graze wound on him and though he thinks it's nothing he'd seen enough swollen, festering injuries and has no desire to experience this as well.      Anyway, when the nurse finally comes to him,      he's about to complain because of the long wait      but he changes his mind as soon as she pops      up. "Whoa--- don't I know you?"

"And yet I'm not allowed to compare you to a frog... Fine. If I was forced to pick I'd rather be an owl."