Rose Tyler (xrosetylerx) wrote,
Rose Tyler

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Rose and Maia's flat, Sunday afternoonish.

Yawning, Rose flipped lazily through the channels on the telly. Oh, but she missed good old Auntie Beeb. These American channels had nothing but shite, and she was tired of it. Clicking it off, she pulled herself off the couch and wandered out to the patio.

"Mai, babe. Whatcha doin out here?" she said, sliding the door closed behind her.
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