Continued from The Eleventh Hour ― III
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❝ Let's get one thing straight right now – I did not wait for you. I never waited for you. If there's one thing I've learned in my twenty-five years of life, it's that there's only two people I can actually trust – my mother and myself. ❞
– Freja
Henriksdatter━━ { ⋆。˚ ⭐️ ˚。⋆ } ━━
Leadworth, England
2010*****
June 25, 2010
"To your last night of freedom!" Freja grinned, clinking her glass of wine with Amy's as the two of them sat cross-legged on top of Amy's bed.
Amy laughed before taking a sip. "You make it sound like a death sentence."
"Mm." Freja took a sip herself. "Of course not. I'm just hyping things up a bit."
Amy just shook her head with a smile and opened her mouth to retort, but was cut off by an unmistakable sound from outside of a certain box as it materialized.
The two women shared a look before quickly setting their wine glasses aside and bolting for the window where they saw the TARDIS once again in the garden.
Freja practically sneered. "Ooh, that bastard."
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The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS and grinned as Freja and Amy ran out of the house. Amy now clad in a dressing gown, nightdress and slippers while Freja was clad in a lemon yellow zip-up hoodie, a yellow tank top, yoga pants and Ugg boots.
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