[ what if... amelia pond made a scene in the middle of the squiring ceremony and didn't give one iota of a fuck about it? well, it would be tuesday then, wouldn't it? or wednesday as the case may be. because as she is walking down the carpet, and doing well, mind you, she spots a certain bow tie out of the corner of her eye and whirls on the spot like a ginger amazon tornado. ]
Oi! Doctor! [ sorry about your alias. also sorry wynn, because she up and turns around to shout at him over the music. ] You don't you move a muscle!
[ okay, guess she should finish that walk now. /rocks the red carpet like a fucking model. (dex 16) ]
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Oi! Doctor! [ sorry about your alias. also sorry wynn, because she up and turns around to shout at him over the music. ] You don't you move a muscle!
[ okay, guess she should finish that walk now. /rocks the red carpet like a fucking model. (dex 16) ]