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[ffuckoff]

I been trying not to make a big deal outta this shit, since everybody's already freaked out enough as it is, but you guys know the deal when you hear a gun go off, right? You lie down flat on your stomach, and you get somebody else to figure out what's going on. Preferably somebody else with a gun.

I dunno. Does this place have a plan set up in case of fires? Floods? Whatever.

Anyway, the other day, I met this guy who said he was a time-traveling alien. Back home, that happens and it means somebody should'a got cut off sooner than they did. But here? Get in line.

So I got a question, I guess. If you're a time-traveling alien, how do you decide where you wanna time-travel to? Or... when, I guess.

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[beforethewar]

Ah, yes. You caught me on a bad day, I'm afraid. I'm not usually one to drink a lot.

[Except when someone dies or he's heartbroken, and god damn it, people, that needs to stop happening so often. He's starting to look like a lush.]

Besides, I didn't know you'd arrived until I found the note. I do apologize. I thought I was going to be coming home to an empty suite.

[ffuckoff]

Back home, I live in a house with four kids and a baby. One drunk polite guy is not gonna ruin my day, so don't sweat it.

[beforethewar]

Quite a large family! No wonder you were so good at taking care of me that night.

[ffuckoff]

[YEAH AND FUCK YOU TOO YOU wait he responded positively.]

[Weird.]

Yep, that's the Gallaghers. Proving all your Irish stereotypes right one DUI at a time.

[beforethewar]

[Welcome to the Doctor: the most and also the least judgmental man ever.]


[He chuckles.] I'm quite fond of the Irish, myself.

Besides, your life has made you the person you are. A person I am finding myself rather fond of. Nothing wrong with who you are.

[ffuckoff]

Oh. [Fiona isn't used to positive reinforcement, either, especially not without a price tag attached. Especially not from people she views as almost... fatherly? Fathers get drunk and disappoint you. No, this guy isn't fatherly at all.]

[Best just play it off.] You gonna ask me to prom, next?

[beforethewar]

[And we have the first embarrassed splutter of the evening folks.]

I...I...no, not at all! I don't think I've ever asked anyone to the "prom".

Have I offended you somehow, Miss Gallagher?

[ffuckoff]

[SUCCESS.]

Good, 'cause all my dresses are at home.

Nah, we're fine. I'm only Miss Gallagher at work, though.

[beforethewar]

Right. Fiona then.

[Hmph, mean lady.]

And I didn't mean "fond" in that way. For one thing, we only just met.

[ffuckoff]

Calm down, I was just giving you a hard time. Everybody's so sensitive, here.

[beforethewar]

[His cheeks redden just a bit more.]

I'm calm, just...[flustered? bashful? experiencing typical Doctor fail around women?] caught off-guard.

[Well, that's one way to put it.]

Recent events have made everyone a bit jumpy, as well.