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" turn the phone off! go on! " partly in jest, the way a teenager would encourage her friend to defy her mother. sometimes, her youthfulness shines through. " it's our evening. let's keep it that way. "
she's curled up beside her on the sofa, feet tucked beneath her knees, not so mindful of the space between them anymore. happier than ever. " what's the plan, pet? "
settling in with @TRIADSTECH for an evening of hot cocoa, a tin of custard creams, and whatever films she's got tucked away on a shelf.
sylvie.xn--fdi | on my bullshit despite being the busiest i've ever been. sorry.
and she allowed herself to be lifted with ease, head in his shoulder. her favourite colleague may have been, ahem, self-evident, but she owed the doctor her life (and her lives), and a soft spot for him rested in her warm heart.
" very >
she stopped still even so, not quite recognising where he had gone but aware enough to know that he was somewhere else, some distance from her, though he remained at her side. it was almost familiar ; a dark mirror. memories, or . . . >
unexpected? maybe. thrilling? oh, certainly. sue pushes herself from her chair to greet her old friend with outstretched arms.
" sir .α what a sight for sore eyes! "
he's just returned πelanie from their latest adventure. daleks, he said earlier. but now? they'll be checking up on @TRIADSTECH.
it's been a bit.
and seems only fair.
" no, no- i insist, love! it's the very least i can do after everything. " she's generous then - and pushy - speaks on instinct despite not being certain of her means. " i'll find . . . something. "
a relief, then, that she is not taking him too far out of his way. if only she knew. " well, that's good. i'll . . . pay for a taxi for you, or whatever might be helpful. you've been so good already. "
" yes. we should. oh, the weather's been all over the place today. " something in her suggests that is not entirely true. but it's a useful descriptor of whatever has happened.
" do you live far from here? "
" ever so pleased to meet you, sam. i'm - " a few names flash through her mind: gina, eileen, seren . . . she settles on, because it sounds right, " mhairi. i think. yes. hello. "
" and you're tremendous at them, pet. really. " after all, sue knows - or certainly hopes, π§π¦π¦ππ΄ - what mel has to say to her. no longer fears its simply wishful thinking.
" i've been very fortunate. to meet you. "
" oh . . . you're very good. though it does trouble me to think of you being reprimanded on my account. " a small, appreciative smile, all the same. " what did you say your - did you tell me your name? "









