River Song (
hell_in_highheels
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2009-03-31 05:06 am (UTC)
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Unfortunately, she can't smell the relief, she can only see the anger.
She covers her face with one hand, arms crossed over her body, defensive. "I'm sorry, love. I'm so..
so
sorry. This is not at all what I had planned."
She's trying not to look at the pink combat boots. She doesn't want to anger him anymore.
She screws her eyes tight shut, grimacing against the slightly hysterical giggle bubbling up in her throat.
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She covers her face with one hand, arms crossed over her body, defensive. "I'm sorry, love. I'm so.. so sorry. This is not at all what I had planned."
She's trying not to look at the pink combat boots. She doesn't want to anger him anymore.
She screws her eyes tight shut, grimacing against the slightly hysterical giggle bubbling up in her throat.