pals please tell me which is your preferred seat on an airplane
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pals please tell me which is your preferred seat on an airplane
i fucking hate everything
I wanna throw myself down the hospital stairs
omg it makes me so angry every time a companion forgets to close the TARDIS's door. HOW do you forget to shut the door behind you?! it's the TARDIS you should be more careful, silly companion
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It was already noon and Stephanie was still asleep, something that was usually unheard of, sprawled out over her bed. She even still had her suit on. As the sun poured through the window's opened curtains, Stephanie continued to sleep on her stomach, not even bothered by the light in her face.
The woman almost never slept in, it just wasn't in her nature to lose time during the day sleeping, but with the previous night's mission she couldn't help it. The agents had worn her out on the mission so much that she hadn't even bothered to lock the door let alone get out of her suit. Stephanie stirred slightly, grabbing the pillow to hold on to as she slept.