A/N this is from Clara's point of view.
After the beautiful date and the Doctor's confession. I said to him "what do you want to do today?" he answered "how about a tennis game?" I aid "what, the snogbox has a tennis court?" he answered "come on I'll show you." We ran to the tennis court and had a few matches the Doctor losing all of them. Clara could tell she was letting him win, but didn't mind it. After the game he said "well done, Clara." I answered "why did you let me win, my dear sweet chin?" he put his fingers to his lips and said "never mind." I raised my eyebrows at him, but said nothing else.