InsaneJournal

Rose really had to move from the bar. Yes. That would be a plan. Then she would not be currently sitting with three empty shot glasses and half of a pint of beer in front of her.It would take more than that to get her drunk but if she was honest she really didn't care. Though she probably should stop before she got too drunk. Wouldn't be able to get herself home otherwise. She could always write and 'If found' note on a napkin and shove it in her jacket pocket though, that was worth considering.

She rolled her eyes and shooed away yet another man in his late forties. Why did she attract the old men that weren't the Doctor? Perhaps she was only attractive to middle age men and not men in there 900's. Well that sucked. She lifted her pint and took another sip, licking her lips and glancing around as she did so. It was busy enough that she didn't care about being alone but not so busy that she had no choice but to sit on the seat and not move unless she wanted to lose said seat.

Not that she had plans to move anyway.