What a life. I have married, had children, worked, lived and laughed. And now I will tell you…Tell you about him. I met him a few times. He was wearing strange clothes, and had a different voice. From the north I suppose. His clothes looked weathered though, like he did work. That made him seem familiar. Big nose, big ears, big heart. He always turned up acting like it was only a day or two since we had last spoken when it was actually years. So let me tell you about the doctor. My doctor.
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M'rika: I'm definitely writing another chapter, so like it or lump it you're stuck. Please review. Um…yeah. Join the dark side, we have cookies. Enjoy.
(Late) Disclaimer: I do not own Dr Who; if I did David Tennant would not be playing Dr Who.