InsaneJournal

Rose could not have been happier. Even the mind killing hangover seemed to have fallen to nothing. She had thought for a while that having to tell the truth, being compelled to say things she had wanted to keep silent, would only end badly. But now, with the Doctor's admitting his feelings for her, well she couldn't care less what she told everyone. Though it would be best if she done what she could to ensure no one found out those things she'd rather keep quiet. Especially when it came to things to do with her youth or even some of the things she has witnessed during her travels. Some people just weren't ready for that.

She had called the Doctor as soon as she had got his messages and it was only a few seconds until he said he was coming to see her. That had obviously caused her to do a mad dash to get cleaned up. Her flat wasn't exactly a mess, but she did have some bottles lying about as well as clothing. Her main problem would be herself. It wouldn't take the Doctor long to get here, so she had jumped into the shower for the quickest shower she had ever had before she found some jeans and a top to through on. 

She had just finished blow drying her hair when she heard a knock at the door. Throwing the towels from her shower into the laundry basket, she padded on bare feet to the door, wondering for a moment why he might have knocked. But that didn't matter, maybe he was just being polite. Once she saw him, however, she couldn't keep the smile from her face.

"Hello."