Chapter 22

A/N The confidence I get from like 5 people reading this is immaculate

On a warm fall afternoon, Greyn was laying on the floor in front of the TARDIS (like she always seemed to be) she looked up when the door to her dad's office swung open.

"I've been officially enlisted by Nardole to tell you not to go anywhere or anywhen."She closed her book, sending dust clouds into her face. "But as you know, I'm terrible at following directions."

Bill leaned against the TARDIS "Remind me not to trust you with anything."

Greyn winked. "Well of course, hon."

His dad bonked him on the head with his book. "No flirting with Bill."

"I'm gonna go flirt with someone else."