Waking up with a pounding headache from an extremely heavy night of drinking, Clara sits up. "Where the bloody hell am I?" She looks around, surveying her surroundings. As she looks around the room, taking in the brightly colored décor, she realizes she stark naked. Next to an equally unclothed man. She gets up quietly, as to not wake the mystery man beside her. Taking a look around the room once more, Clara starts her search for the clothes carelessly tossed about in an obvious hurry to get what they came to this room to do.

"Well, at least he's attractive this go round." She murmurs as she reaches for her bra. Although, he wasn't Clara's type (she did enjoy floppy hair, despite all of her best friend's teasing) she couldn't deny the obvious appeal of him. "I'd say the same for you, Miss-im sorry I forgot. Oswald?" Clara whips her head around to see an annoyingly pretty man, smiling as if his life depended on it. She quirks her eyebrow at him, laughing. "The one and only. Charming as well, I see. What's your name again?" she asks, more for humor than for actual information. It was obvious they would never see each other again. "Captain Jack Harkness." the mystery man says in an over the top flirty tone.

"Interesting name. I like the Captain, it sounds official." Thwarting his obvious attempt to be seductive. As Clara finds and puts on the last of her clothing and puts it on, she stops the awkward silence. "Well, Captain, I suppose I'll be on my way now." Making her way for the door handle, Jack's voice stops her. "See you around, Oswald." "We both know that's not quite true." She laughs, shutting the door with a slam.


so, that was a really short chapter, but i promise, other chapters will be longer.