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Timelord Fanfic — The Writer #3
Meet the Protagonist
Nicole took a moment to think, then with her characteristic lack of subtlety she said she was hungry and wanted Gnocchi and some Italian coffee.
Plugging those details into the console and hitting the ‘surprise me’ button to active, The Writer shrugged and went to find some more comfortable clothes. Why on earth had he been wearing an bow tie, and suspenders, old man clothes? There had to be something more stylish in this place.
Nicole, he noted absently, was still sitting sipping her tea. Where had his tea gotten to? Right, he remembered, he hadn’t gotten tea. He looked over and sure enough there was still a cup sitting waiting for him. He detoured past the railing and snagged the cup up while searching for where he had left that closet full of clothes.
Wandering out of the main room, he opened a few doors experimentally, wondering why this place seemed so out of sorts. Nothing was quite as it was supposed to be. It was all just ‘odd’.
Finally, here was the closet. A full assortment of ‘old man clothes’ ah there, in the back, some jeans and a simple button down shirt. Yes, faded denim, bright deep colored purple shirt with navy pinstripes, ivory snaps, and of course a crisp collar, turned up and buttoned…
