A/N: More drabble.
Rose Tyler sat across the table from her mother one morning, strangely jealous. She was angry with Jackie for a petty thing.
'It was nothing. Get over it,' Rose urged herself.
"Rose? Is everything okay?"
"Oh sure. Definitely. Nothing wrong with me, at all."
"Oh yes there is. Tell me you lady, what have I done this time?"
"Oh nothing, I just remembered, the last time I was with the Doctor and we came home."
"And?"
"You kissed the Doctor more than me!"
Again, drabble. R&R if you want.