Choruses, Promises
He's never dealt with his own emotions like this: scattered, bent, fallen apart and strewn around like pieces to a five thousand piece puzzle.
He's never dealt with his own emotions like this: scattered, bent, fallen apart and strewn around like pieces to a five thousand piece puzzle.
A little thought popped into my head about how easy it is to say you love some by accident when your close friends, and how hard it can be to interpret the way people say they love you, and that lead to this. It's one of those cliche "Five Times" things and it's the first I've done, first story I've done for Twelve an...
PROFESSOR AU: It is Clara Oswald's second year of University. And a certain professor has peaked her interest. A mysterious grey-haired man. Who is he? [whouffaldi/whouffle]