Kicking off her shoes by the door, Clara made her way into her apartment, throwing bag and jacket over the chair that served as a spot to collect all of her discarded clothing. She was tired and in desperate need of a nap. The kids had simply been driving her mad today and she just needed to close her eyes for an hour.
However when she opened the door to her bedroom, she found it blocked by a large, blue object.
“Why is it always the bedroom?” Clara asked, her voice heavy with annoyance.
“I've told you, the living room is simply too small.”
The Doctor was sitting in the chair in her bedroom, wearing his new plaid trousers that Clara was only slowly getting used to – and a pair of sunglasses.
“Why are you wearing sunglasses indoors? Why are you wearing sunglasses at all? It's raining,” she said, letting herself fall down on her bed.
The Doctor grinned broadly.
“These are new sunglasses,” the Doctor told her excitedly, “I like them. And you look very lovely today. Have you been working out lately?”
Clara sighed. She did like the fact that the Doctor was growing friendlier and more attentive, even noticing that she had been going to the gym of late, but right now she was simply too tired.
“Doctor, I think it's really nice of you to notice that and I appreciate it, but can we go adventuring some other time? I am really, really tired,” she explained.
“It's okay,” the Doctor replied, “Why don't you take a nap for an hour and I'll just wait here?”
Clara rolled her eyes. “How can I possibly nap with you sitting there in the corner, staring at me through your weird sunglasses like that?”
“Just try it. Trust me. You won't even know I'm here. Or, if it helps, you could give me my invisibility watch back.”
Clara broke out into laughter. “There is no well in hell you're getting that watch back. Not after what you did with it.”
“What I did with it?” the Doctor snorted, “I think giving it to Danny to sneak him into the TARDIS is a lot worse than me sitting in your living room at night, practically doing nothing but proofreading your markings.”
“Yes, cause it is every woman's dream to have an invisible Time Lord shout 'nice nightie' when she's on her way to the bathroom in the middle of the night and yes, that was sarcasm,” Clara almost shouted at him. The incident still made her slightly mad, “And can you please take the sunglasses off? I can see your eyes through them and they are not where they should be.”
“That was a compliment. It really was a nice nightie,” he replied, sounding hurt, but Clara didn't care about that, “Now, get your nap so we can go on an adventure afterwards. I want to show you what these sunglasses can do but the effect is better when you are out there somewhere.”
“Fine,” she exhaled sharply, “Just sit there and be quiet and don't try to fix anything. I like my telly the way it is.”
Kicking off her shoes by the door, Clara made her way into her apartment, throwing bag and jacket over the chair that served as a spot to collect all of her discarded clothing. She was tired and in desperate need of a nap. The kids had simply been driving her mad today and she just needed to close her eyes for an hour. However when she opened the door to her bedroom, she found it blocked by a large, blue object. “Why is it always the bedroom?” Clara asked, her voice heavy with annoyance. “I've told you, the living room is simply too small.”The Doctor was sitting in the chair in her bedroom, wearing his new plaid trousers that Clara was only slowly getting used to – and a pair of sunglasses. “Why are you wearing sunglasses indoors? Why are you wearing sunglasses at all? It's raining,” she said, letting herself fall down on her bed.The Doctor grinned broadly. “These are new sunglasses,” the Doctor told her excitedly, “I like them. And you look very lovely today. Have you been working out lately?” Clara sighed. She did like the fact that the Doctor was growing friendlier and more attentive, even noticing that she had been going to the gym of late, but right now she was simply too tired.“Doctor, I think it's really nice of you to notice that and I appreciate it, but can we go adventuring some other time? I am really, really tired,” she explained.“It's okay,” the Doctor replied, “Why don't you take a nap for an hour and I'll just wait here?”Clara rolled her eyes. “How can I possibly nap with you sitting there in the corner, staring at me through your weird sunglasses like that?”“Just try it. Trust me. You won't even know I'm here. Or, if it helps, you could give me my invisibility watch back.”Clara broke out into laughter. “There is no well in hell you're getting that watch back. Not after what you did with it.”“What I did with it?” the Doctor snorted, “I think giving it to Danny to sneak him into the TARDIS is a lot worse than me sitting in your living room at night, practically doing nothing but proofreading your markings.”“Yes, cause it is every woman's dream to have an invisible Time Lord shout 'nice nightie' when she's on her way to the bathroom in the middle of the night and yes, that was sarcasm,” Clara almost shouted at him. The incident still made her slightly mad, “And can you please take the sunglasses off? I can see your eyes through them and they are not where they should be.”“That was a compliment. It really was a nice nightie,” he replied, sounding hurt, but Clara didn't care about that, “Now, get your nap so we can go on an adventure afterwards. I want to show you what these sunglasses can do but the effect is better when you are out there somewhere.”“Fine,” she exhaled sharply, “Just sit there and be quiet and don't try to fix anything. I like my telly the way it is.”
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