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The Problem With Barry Island [@theheavensfall]

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He was interested — how could he not be? — but the things he’d heard about the Doctor definitely put him off wanting to help. Even if he had offered to first, it didn’t mean he’d meant it.

Suppressing a sigh and mentally reminding himself to keep his mouth shut in the future, Mitchell pushed forward a tight smile and nodded at the question,

“Yeah. Sure,” Doing his best to sound a little more enthusiastic than he actually was, the vampire gestured behind the Doctor again, this time to signal that they should get moving. Preferably before it did start raining. “It’s the B and B on the corner,” and with any luck George would be at work still and Annie would have made a fresh cup of tea before they even got there.

“Oh, goody!” The Doctor grinned at that and turned around, heading down the side of the road and rubbing his hands together excitedly. “A bed and breakfast! I’ve never actually been to a bed and breakfast, but I’ve always had the inkling to- I’ve heard wonderful things! And you own one! Oh, today is a happy day. Well,” he paused in his talking a moment as he considered that statement, “well, maybe not a happy day. I mean, it could be. But not yet. Best not get ahead of myself.”

The Doctor finally stopped outside of the Bed & Breakfast that Mitchell had described. As luck would have it, he had ended up parking his TARDIS just across the street, and he grinned. “It was meant to be, wasn’t it? Well, after you then, Mitchell — it is your establishment after all.”

(Source: bowtied)