A.N. This is an idea that I had in class while I was supposed to be thinking about a narrative, and figured that I'd give it a try.
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"Hi, honey. I'm home," I said, smiling as I leaned against the door of River Song's home. She smiled at me, her hair dripping wet.
"And, what sort of time do you call this?" She smiled back, and moved so that I could come inside.
"Just wait a bit for me to get ready. You should have told me earlier that you were coming to pick me up," I nodded, and sat down on her couch. I'd planned on taking her somewhere nice. Somewhere that we could just relax and where it would be just the two of us. She walked into what I assumed was her bedroom, and I was left alone in her living room.
This was the first time that I was in her house, so I looked around. She had pictures of me, pictures that I don't remember taking. Not long after, she came back in, her hair dry and curly, as usual.
"I guess we'll be off then," I said, quickly standing up and holding my arm out for her to take. She smiled and took my arm. We walked out of her house and to the TARDIS.
"Where exactly will we be going?" She asked. I grinned and looked at her.
"Spoilers," I said, pressing a couple buttons and finally pulling a lever, which sent the TARDIS threw space and time.