Abby made her way to see Tarvek with a spring in her step. She was feeling pretty bouncy. Not really unusual for her though. As long as she had caffeine, she was a happy girl.
She was dressed in her usual gothic attire. Thankfully, she had found some nice things at the market so she had customised some of the clothing she had found and left the things she thought were pretty enough. She was wearing a pair of platform boots that went up to just below her knees, a pair of long stripy black and white socks, a black mini skirt with a red and black material in layers. And on top she wore a labcoat with a little black top underneath that had a picture of a gothic cat on it. Her hair was up in bunches, as usual, and her make up, dark. She was, to put it bluntly, a perky goth.
Knocking on Tarvek's door, she waited for an answer. She was so excited! Getting to show of her lab! She had been working on it since she had arrived on the TARDIS. Making it her own, making it perfect. And now, someone was interested in seeing it!