On entering the TARDIS, Rose swung from the doorway to the nearest pillar with a singular lack of grace that left her sitting on the floor in a fit of giggles. The Doctor glanced up from the console. "Good night out with the girls, then?" "Yep." Rose struggled to her feet and stumbled to the console, leaning against it so she could watch the Doctor at work. "There was much dancing and tequila." "How much tequila?" He raised an eyebrow, suspicion creeping into his voice. Rose smiled, cupped the Doctor's cheek and pulled him in for a gentle kiss. "Enough..." | ||||
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