Deleted user
(Oh, that's totally fine. I understand, stuff like that happens to me all the time as well.)
(Oh, that's totally fine. I understand, stuff like that happens to me all the time as well.)
(Yeah, sorry again. I might not be on a lot for the next few days but holidays start at the end of the week then I’ll have loads of time!)
(Seeing as we're both here, continue?)
(I actually have to go again but I promise I’ll be on in an hour or two today)
(Okay, bye!)
(I'm still online, if you're here and able to continue we can.)
(Hello?)
(Hi! I am so, so, so sorry. End of term got me super busy but I’m on holiday so we can continue, sorry again!)
(Don't be sorry, I've been busy too. Let us continue!)
(Bye!) "I really am. I just don't think I will ever trust her after…. after….. you know."
“I understand, Bill. I Understand…”
"Oh, by the way, I finished that essay. I wasn't able to get it to you before the thing but I'll jog back over to my flat and get it, yeah?" Bill said, trying to change the subject.
“Sure, whenever you want to give it to me but before the end of the week.” He said, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah yeah, I hear you!" Bill said, slinging her bag over her shoulder and walking out.
The Doctor rolled his eyes and grabbed his guitar and started to play.
“Doctor! Keep it down!” Nardole shouted and he ignored.
The next day, Bill set the essay onto The Doctor's desk. She sat down on a chair in the corner.
The Doctor was playing guitar when he heard Bill. He stuck his head out, “Ah, the essay.” He said.
"Erm, yeah. Are you playing the guitar?"
(Off topic but I found this and it's brilliant)
(Ahaha, I’ve seen it and yes it is brilliant, fantastic even ;) )
“Why yes.” He strummed a few chords.
"You're actually very good at it. Have you ever been in a band or something?"
“Not that I remember..”
"Well you could be in a band. Speaking of, have you ever seen any really good bands? I think you must have, you travel so much." (Cue the adventure through time and space)
“Well, I did see The Beatles play once, but there’s this particularly good band started by my potato friend, Strax… I never new he could play. I believe he is playing somewhere right now,” He placed his guitar down and entered the TARDIS, “Aren’t you coming?”
"Oh, yeah. Potato friend?" Bill asked.
“Sontaran, they look like potato’s.” He said closing the TARDIS door behind Bill and walking over to the console.
The following keyboard controls are supported across Notebook.ai. All keyboard controls are disabled when editing a document or notebook page.