He had fifty seven freckles scattered over his face.
Donna knew, she counted them.
She kept count of those freckles on his boyish face as she leaned over the Doctor , blue pen in hand, nervously.
The Doctor was sound asleep, snoring lightly. Bless, he looked so peaceful. Not for long when he realised what she did.
'Payback' she hissed as she finished up , jumping back, ready for the back lash. That'll teach him for drawing on her face, she thought. The Big Martain.
She didn't have to wait long , when she heard the Doctors shouts later on the evening.
'DON-NA! DID YOU PLAY CONNECT THE DOTS ON MY FACE!'