"He's not there." Shireen must've gone to check on something outside, everyone except for Paul standing up.
Ophelia's little incursion didn't have many results, it'd be better to wait for something more concrete than 'I saw a bug that's weirdly good at camouflaging'. The Doctor would beg to differ because she handed him a reheated container of Chinese food, holding onto a couple of water bottles for them. A sound like fingernails on wood, very fast, came from the ceiling.
"That's it." Harry's voice came accompanied by thunder, pointing that strange noise out. It repeated once more. "That's the noise I heard."
"Fascinating." The Doctor began to walk across their living room, fascinated young people following him. It stopped when he put his hand on a panel that seemed to be where that noise was coming from.
"It's just pipes." Paul finally got up. "I'm going to bed."
"Yeah." Bill's first night in a new place had just been ruined. "Might go up, as well."
"Me, too. Locking my door though." Felicity said while placing a hand against wood, almost as if feeling for something. This caused a certain intruder to not so subtly stare at her.
"Er, Grandfather?" Bill Potts just wanted this to end, walking up to him and waving a hand. "Hello. Yeah. Perhaps you should leave now?"
"No, no, I'm fine." Would he ever take a hint?
"Or at least then, go and sleep outside, in the car." At least the TARDIS had central heating.
"Are you two tired?" He turned both young people of eastern Asian descent.
"Well, I was..." The guy began to said but got promptly cut off.
"Good. No, I'm going to hang about with Simon." Harry. "And Florence."
"Felicity. Yeah, why?" Saint Luke's lunch lady corrected both names, one hundred percent done with this.
"Well, we're gonna, we're gonna chill. Yeah?" Ophelia face palmed at him trying to be relatable, though a little part of her was glad he'd be staying.
"Yeah. Okay, yes!" Felicity began to get on board, excited about hanging out with the campus' living legend.
"Put some tunes on, yes?" His enthusiasm was contagious, so much that even Ophelia's lips curved into a small smile.
"Yes."
"All right." Harry must've begun to develop a crush on the girl because he soon agreed as well.
"See? I'm good at making friends." Bill'd be so glad for a hole to crawl into right about now. Give me your phone."
"But why? There's no reception." Her phone hadn't gotten whatever Ophelia's had from their ship, because hers had been working just fine.
"Phone." She handed it over to him, who apparently wanted her downloaded songs because soon enough a catchy tune began playing around them. It livened up such a gloomy atmosphere with a nice beat.
All the girls on the block knocking at my door.
"I love this." The Doctor sounded so sincere they could almost imagine him jamming out to British pop music in his free time.
"Do you know who this is?" Felicity stopped mid dance move to gawk at him again.
Wanna know what it is make the boys want more?
"Do I know who this is?" He looked at his assistant hoping for an answer but there was none. "Yes, I know who this is."
"Yeah, it's Spotify so it's probably random." Bill got walked around by him as he read the phone.
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ADIUTRIX | DOCTOR WHO
Fanfiction"you can always trust the helper." The Doctor expected many things from a twentieth-second century party, not one of them had included a new companion. {I also don't own Doctor Who}
