This is a club. A grown-up club. With men, and a bar, and jarringly loud music. How the hell did Rose get into a club like this? Rose is sixteen; she should be studying, should be asleep. She shouldn’t be in a halter top, shouldn’t be holding a cocktail, shouldn’t be talking to the Doctor.
Definitely shouldn’t be talking to the Doctor.
Or maybe it’s the Doctor that definitely shouldn’t be talking to Rose.
Words: 2424, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
- Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005)
- Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
- Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
- Categories: F/F, F/M
- Characters: Rose Tyler, Tenth Doctor, Metacrisis Tenth Doctor, Thirteenth Doctor
- Relationships: Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler, Thirteenth Doctor/Rose Tyler, The Doctor (Doctor Who)/Rose Tyler, Metacrisis Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler
- Additional Tags: Inspired by Poetry, And a bit of tumblr, Fluff and Angst, Angst and Humor
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