Rose Tyler (by_any_other) wrote in bizarroworld, @ 2013-09-06 20:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | metacrisis!doctor, rose tyler |
Pale (10.5)
It was petty, and she knew it.
Walking slower and slower toward the Powell Estate, Rose was doing her best to make excuses for herself, but -- it was bloody petty and she needed to act like an adult.
As she grew nearer to the door to flat 48, Rose finally gave up altogether and stopped on the sidewalk. She leaned against the wall and shrugged off the fabric strap of her grocery bag. It took a few seconds of rooting around in the sack to pull out a clear plastic bag full of pears. There were so many, she had to support the bottom with her other hand or risk ripping the bag altogether.
Slipping the strap of the grocery sack over her shoulder, she carefully started toward the closest metal trashcan. She was making a face at a memory of hers when she arrived at the bin. The pears went in, then she pulled her grocery tote back up onto her shoulder.
Walking into her mother's old flat, knowing that only he would be in it now that Mum was with Pete and Toby, she braced herself to see her roommate again. The face was hard to look at, even now, months after her Doctor left them here. She let out a slow, collected breath when she closed the door, then hurried into the kitchen to put away the groceries.