Oct 14, 2019
Four meets Clara -RP
@impossiblyoswin
A noise began to fill Clara’s flat. It was a mechanical wheezing sound, with a vworping sound in the background. It was quiet at first, but picked up volume as a blue box slowly materialized, displaced around sending papers flying onto the floor.
A second later, a tall man - all teeth and curls, and wearing a ridiculously long scarf - opened the door and stepped out. He stopped short upon realizing that he appeared to be in someone’s flat, instead of on public property.
“...Wrong number.” He said, after a moment of trying to figure out what to say. He turned as if to go back into his TARDIS. He wanted to avoid any screaming and/or phone calls to the police.
