dimanche 21 août 2016

Lying Through a Sweet Tooth

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From an anon prompt on Tumblr: "Things you said at the vending machine that was sold out of your favorite snack."

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Clara tapped her fingers against her arm, one eyebrow arching high. “You can’t intimidate me. You’re just a mouthier RV with better mileage, and unless you take a page out of Christine–”

“Who are you talking to?” The Doctor asked, appearing quite suddenly from around the corner.

Clara turned to face him, briefly surprised, but not shaken out of her sweet-deprived displeasure. “The TARDIS,” she said.

Words: 1004, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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