*hi so I'm going to write an extra chapter just to end the story*
I sat in the TARDIS doorway. Earlier that night we crashed a party. What happened was bandit suggested that we check out this fancy party at this art gallery in the fancy part of Manhattan. We had to dress up. I wore a silk suit. The bandit cosplayed as a character from a book. She wore a green silk dress with a brown wig and green earrings. So we hung out for a while when stuff happened, in other words the bandit tossed a flaming pastry at a ice sculpture. Fire and ice collided and it was cool. Well I thought it was cool. The super posh host did not.
*back in the TARDIS
The bandit was back in her regular outfit. Then I said "if we dissolve without a trace will the real world even care? I mean reality is a lovely place but I would not want to live there."
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The real world
FanfictionSo I'm going to dedicate this account to the bandit and Adam adventures that I have been writing. This is another one. It's full of the tiny adventures that they had.
