You took your safety goggles off your face and looked down at the mess of colour in front of you.
'Huh.' The Doctor said, poking her head around the corner. 'I really thought I'd calibrated that yesterday.'
'Like that time you thought you'd lost the fluid link and it ended up in your top pocket. But only after we'd looked for an hour?'
'Perhaps.' She grumbled. 'Do you want a hand with clean up?'
'Yes, please.'
***
About an hour later you were both covered in paint, and the TARDIS was humming contentedly.
'Well, we may not have fixed it, but at least the TARDIS sounds happier!' The Doctor said, wiping her hands on her overalls. 'So, how does hot chips and ice cream sound? My treat!'
'That sounds great.' You replied, smiling.
Of course, you knew she didn't have any money, but that didn't mean you'd shirk an opportunity to be around her. You did love her, after all.
(Not that you'd ever tell her that.)
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[Author's Note]
This was just stream of conciousness, tbh. I had the urge to write something short for doctor who, so I did.
I apologise that there's not much in the way of actual interaction + I accidentally reused the thasmin end scene/their whole end of series 13 vibe. Oops?
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