Re: TENTH DOCTOR: At a local department store.
Enjolras hadn't spent a lot of time in his apartment since he'd really only been in for New Years weekend and had gotten sick pretty soon after he'd moved. Which meant that he was at the point where the limited variety of towels he'd brought over from his parents' place and the cheap plastic curtain he'd put up as a sort of preliminary makeshift version had started to get irritating. Which was how he found himself making his way to the bathroom aisle, pausing at the stacked towels and then...starring at them for a second.
Okay, he had no actual idea how you could tell if towels were decent ones or not. Thread counts? brands? He looked about as out of place as he tentatively felt a towel, as the other guy in the aisle. Did he look like some sort of towel pervert or something?