Dans pov: "that's all the boxes we'll get the furniture." I nod to the moving man as he heads down the lift with his crew of 3 others. I look around my new flat again, I like it and all I wish I had a flat mate. Yes I know I sit on my computer all day in my sofa crease but company is nice. As the moving crew Finished putting furniture in there places. I thanked them and they left me alone in my flat. It was quiet and kinda depressing, mostly the dreadfully boring egg shell white walls. And the vast emptiness of this place. I felt tired so I decided to take a nap, my bed was not set up yet and I had no intention of setting it up now so I grabbed my fuzzy doctor who blanket and curled up on the couch and passed out.
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this is my first fan fiction do I really hope you enjoy it ^^
