I Just Cannot Stop Thinking About Clara.
Day 1.
The Doctor sat alone in the Console room; He would usually be out, discovering new species, good or bad.
"But I just cannot stop thinking about Clara." He said to himself, "She's been dead for almost a week and I haven't left the TARDIS, I told Vastra and Jenny I'd find her, I lied."
She was dead, that was that, he thought.
"Hello, Spaceman."
I span around to see Clara standing before me, grinning cheekily, just like when I first met her.
"Long time no see, old friend." Said Clara, as she glitched.
The Doctor sighed as he sat next to the TARDIS' apparition of his newest friend.
"What's getting you down?" Clara sat down beside him, turning into a new apparition, Soufflé girl.
"Pick me up Spaceman and show me the stars." She whispered in his ear.
The Doctor shivered and turned to face her, she twitched again and was dressed in a skirt and red T-Shirt and a black jacket with a purple satchel.
"I never thought I'd see you again, Clara." The Doctor said, his eyes welling with salty, stinging tears.
"Neither did I see you again, Doctor." She gleefully replied.
The Doctor stood up and tried to walk away, but Clara appeared in front of him once more.
"You could find me you know, if you tried." She said, smiling sympathetically.
The Doctor nodded, "I promised."
"Mr Spaceman – Doctor. Why do you do this to yourself? Allow yourself to feel so down?"
Clara sighed after finishing her question.
The Doctor shook his head, "I… I don't know, I just… I'm feeling guilty."
The Doctor looked up and saw her beginning to fade, "The battery's nearly out, and I'll be back tomorrow… Don't forget me."
He Sat back down, opened the doors and stepped out. The Doctor decided to make use of the next 24 hours. He Just Cannot Stop Thinking About Clara.