I lowered my eyes to stare at the ground like the coward i am. I knew there was nothing much to me, nothing attractive, or breathtaking enough for a prospective buyer to ever consider me. I was good for nothing. Vermin. Call me delusional but i had hoped for something. Somebody. Anybody. Some sort of last minute mirac...
A massive shipping of whouffle. The Doctor and Clara travelling all over time and space. Happy to take ideas from people for things to write :)
Warning ⚠️ This is an old story that contains Johnlock and a self-insert OC from 2014. Synopsis; The Doctress is a Timelord who would prefer it if everyone stopped judging the red box by its cover. A mix of Sherlock and Doctor Who, this story is finished and is a nice, short read. It is suggested that you have watch...