Ever at the Ready - A Torchwood/Doctor Who RPG

My much disoriented grandfather is having mood swings of a pregnant woman, and I have yet to determine why. He…keeps on asking for a Rose. This is call is very random, sorry, but I don't exactly know a Rose.

Captain? I sent this to you, too. I have no idea what's wrong with him, and all he wants is chips. I ask, politely, and all he wants is chips. But there’s something wrong.

I'll make tea!

Susan!

PS. I'm using his device. I'll tell him I borrowed it later.