#whittagaypost

[jodiewhittagay]

thirteen: you read my diary?

dan: at first i did not know it was your diary. i thought it was a very sad handwritten book.

[the-random-thought-caravan]

the main theme on the thasmin discord tonight:

TWO HUNDRED POUNDS???

[jodiewhittagay]

thirteen: yaz!!! did you connect the thing to the other thing yet!??

yaz: doctor, do you have to yell right across the tardis? i gave you a police issue walkie talkie a week ago!

thirteen: yeah, and i lost it a week ago!!

[jodiewhittagay]

yaz: doctor, i-

thirteen: bit busy right now yaz

thirteen: i just ate glass by accident

yaz: you what!?

thirteen: please leave me alone

thirteen: i ate glass

[jodiewhittagay]

thirteen is that kind of person who would show up at yaz's flat uninvited and say “oh wow, what a coincidence, didn’t expect to see you here yaz, once again - fate throws us together.”

[jodiewhittagay]

graham: ryan, no!

ryan: what?

graham: sorry, force of habit. dOCTOR, NO!

[jodiewhittagay]

thirteen: yaz, you’re losing loads of blood. they reckon you’re gonna need a blood transfusion. what’s your blood type?

yaz: b positive

‪thirteen: am tryin, but you’re bleeding yaz‬

[jodiewhittagay]

thirteen: yaz, do you reckon i could fit fifteen marshmallows in my mouth?

yaz: you’re a hazard to society

ryan: and a coward doc. do twenty.