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sixwordstories2017-07-04 10:22 pm
livedtoolong) wrote in sixwordstories2017-07-04 10:22 pm
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Time to fall where you stood.
Yes. Always. Absolutely fantastic. Except on days ending in 'y'.
Who are you?
Who are you?
Without hope, without witness, without reward.
Where there are people there will always be hope.
If I did stop for a minute would you come smell the roses with me?
Sounds like a dull party, but I appreciate the invite.
You're the doctor or you need a doctor? 'Cause if you're comin' down off somethin' I might have somethin' you can take that will take the edge off.
What am I coming down off of? What edge? Why are you looking at me like that? What's wrong with my right lung?
Sug, I don't know what you've taken but it musta been good if you don't know where you are. [The mention of his lung makes her frown and pull out her phone.] You havin' trouble breathin'? Shit, you do need a doctor, don't you? You sit or somethin'. I'll get you some help.
Oh don't worry, it happens all the time. Hah!
I'm the Doctor, I don't need a doctor. I'm here to help!
I'm the Doctor, I don't need a doctor. I'm here to help!
[Her face twists into a look of uncertainty but she holds off on dialing 911.]
Help who? Me? What? Is this some kind of intervention?
Help who? Me? What? Is this some kind of intervention?
Not a damn thing. I'm fine. I mean I know I party a lot but I'm a musician. That's practically in the job description. Who sent you anyway? Whose ass do I have to kick for sickin' a shrink on me?
A musician? Brilliant! How lovely. I've always wanted to be a musician. A musical musician. Travelling around the universe musicking. Maybe I was. Or maybe I will be?
Nobody sent me. Can't return to sender. I'm not a shrink and I'm not an expand either. But if you don't need my help then I'll be on my way.
Nobody sent me. Can't return to sender. I'm not a shrink and I'm not an expand either. But if you don't need my help then I'll be on my way.
Honey, you're still not makin' a lick of sense. You sure you're not high. [Or crazy because he was sounding a little crazy.]
I don't have much use for a doctor. Maybe a mechanic but I don't suppose you know much about cars.
I don't have much use for a doctor. Maybe a mechanic but I don't suppose you know much about cars.
Dearest, it's rude to talk to yourself when I'm right here. Feeling a bit neglected.
Well you can never be sure of anything high low or in-between but enhhh, give us a look at your car then. [He produces his sonic screwdriver from his interior jacket pocket. Doctor, mechanic, what's the difference anyway?]
Oh that's rich coming from you. Besides, what makes you think I'm alone?
Are you counting the help?
[at least she didn't call them his pets.]
[at least she didn't call them his pets.]
[Definitely crazy but if he could get the Beast working again then it was worth a shot.] It's right over here. The green one.
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