Run. Run, you clever boy. And remember me.

You’re my Impossible Girl. How many times have you saved me, Clara? Just this once, just for the hell of it, let me save you!

who?

Ooh, who’s Clara? Why are you thinking about her so much?

Doctor and Mrs Smith.

Eh, the missus and I couldn’t be more chuffed, could we, love?

wintermindpalace:

Lancashire, Sass. by ~TheWinterLight

I swear I was going to study. And then the inspiration found me. Now I have to hurry. Ugh well I’m always like this. Here is Clara. For my Jawn.