Jul 15, 2024
The Doctor opened his email with a sigh.
Summers at St. Luke’s were often quiet—his course list consisted of one seminar, the topic of which changed from year to year, though he had struggled to garner enough interest this semester, having to shift gears by covering an undergraduate physics course.
One of his students had written to ask for an extension on her assignment.
Sure—no problem, he sent back.
The small cafe he sat outside of was one from the 51st century – a frequent date spot for himself and River. Sometimes timelines became out of sync. The 15th of July here may well be the 7th of July back in the 21st century.
His student blinked, her email still half-written.
