Thursday night, 20 September 2007
Sep. 21st, 2007 08:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The Doctor (and his hair) was awoke out of a sound sleep by the sound of fine pebbles hitting the porch outside. Letting Chase sleep, he poked his head out, dodged a new rain of pebbles, and then quietly slipped on boxers and a shirt before going downstairs and outside.
His hair, still sleepy, lay flat and slightly wavy against his head. "Jack," he said softly, squinting in the waxing half-moonlight. "What're you doing here?"
His hair, still sleepy, lay flat and slightly wavy against his head. "Jack," he said softly, squinting in the waxing half-moonlight. "What're you doing here?"
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Date: 2007-09-23 10:41 pm (UTC)The hair nodded.
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Date: 2007-09-28 12:09 am (UTC)Maybe the Doctor was right after all. It was very hard to keep drinking once you'd passed out.
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Date: 2007-09-28 12:19 am (UTC)Something was very off.