When a voice in the back of her head told her that moving into this house with a bunch of strangers might have been a mistake, her first evening proved it wrong. To celebrate Clars's moving in and Martha passing her test Amy decided that she would cook for everyone and soon Clara found herself sitting at the dinner table among everyone else, eating a very delicious lasagne. She noticed that the Doctor was sitting rather stiffly in his chair, even though he swore that the pain had already subsided a little.
“You know what we should do,” Martha suddenly said after taking a sip from her wine. Everyone looked at her expectantly, “We should have another game night.”
“Yes!” Melody exclaimed immediately, almost jumping out of her chair as she did.
Amy swallowed her food. “Great idea. We had the last one when Rose was still living here. About time for another. How does Friday sound for everyone?”
Curiously Clara looked around the table where everyone nodded at Amy's suggestion. “Who's Rose?” she asked eventually.
“Uhm, she lived in your room,” the Doctor explained, “Up until five months ago or so.”
“Why did she move out?” Clara wanted to know, expecting the Doctor to answer her now as well but he remained silent. Instead it was Martha who spoke.
“She met someone. Moved back to the UK with him,” Martha told her.
When Clara glanced at the Doctor she noticed that he kept his eyes straight on his plate and she made a mental note to ask one of the others about his strange reaction later.
They all finished their dinner while making small talk about the weather and the house, they explained some of the rules to Clara – even though she didn't think that no loud music while Melody was sleeping, no leaving a mess all over the house, no littering the garden and no pets unless every approved were rules that absolutely needed mentioning. The Doctor soon excused himself to treat his back with a hot bath, Amy set out to do the dishes and Clara immediately volunteered to help while the others retreated into the living room.
Clara dipped her hands into the dishwater and cleared her throat. “So, erm, the Doctor and Rose?”
Amy giggled. “Quick wit, Clara. You really did deserve that scholarship at Oxford,” she smiled kindly at her before she began to explain, “Yes, the Doctor and Rose had something going on but he's complicated when it comes to relationships and Rose found someone who could give her exactly what she wanted, so she went with him. We were all happy for her.”