@talktoten --- THE DOCTOR. WISHLIST SC. FROM HERE.
“I had ‘em on the ropes.” steve’s voice is slightly nasal as he pinches his nose, trying to stop the blood dripping from it. he should know trying to stand up to bullies wouldn’t end well, but he can’t help himself. it’s not fair for some big, burly guys harassing some poor girl on the street. at least the man’s timely arrival stopped it from getting any worse, even though steve can’t decide if he should thank the man or scowl.
he shoots a glance at the thing the man emerged from. it’s a box ( blue, steve thinks, though it’s hard to tell ), and he can only just make out the words POLICE BOX stenciled neatly on the side. “what is that ?” he demands with more attitude than anyone his size should have. “i’ve never seen it around here before.”