Who: River and Dalek Where: River's place What: Tea, cookies, and NOT hiding from fireworks. When: This evening
River was, true to her word, under the bed. She had her knees pulled into her chest and shook every time she heard an explosion.
She knew they were only fireworks. In her head, she knew. Back on Osiris, watching firebugs and setting off the big rockets on their birthdays, sometimes. Today was nobody's birthday, and every time she heard an explosion she shut her eyes a little tighter. Just because they said they were fireworks didn't mean they were. Just because they told her so didn't mean that it was true. Even if it did, nobody knows everything. It wasn't safe, outside with the explosions. She knew that any moment now, they would turn on each other with sharp teeth and eyes that burned like coals and bandages and metal and everyone--
She stayed under the bed, hoping that Dalek would come soon.