noot and helga take 8

Rory ;;
"I don't usually watch The Oscars but that was art."

"Petition for Ellen to host every year" Aiden said, brushing his fringe out of his eyes.

Rory ;;
"Either Ellen or Caesar Flickerman", I said.

"Or Michael McIntyre" Aiden added.

Rory ;;
I nodded and went to pick my laptop up and point it at the wall."Done."

"Perfect" Aiden said, smiling.

(meep)

(Ditto)

Rory;;
I like playing games, but I hate hate hate chauvinist guys who think I can play. It was the third round and I was still alone. But. I will wait. I am a patient young woman and I need no man. I singlehandedly finished all my missions so far, but now I'd need an ally.

Adian
Home alone meant I got the console alone. There were good and bad factors about that, but one of the main bad ones is I didn't have an ally. This meant I would have to have a stranger, which is okay, I guess, but sometimes makes the game harder when you don't know their fighting style. But then again that sometimes adds some interest into the game. Depends on the stranger.

(Switch to first person cos)

Rory
is anybody open? I'm in a first boss battle and I need some backup
Fuck this, people still ignored me. It was that ONE TIME I fucked up, and it was because dad came home, so the blame isn't really on me. Ugh.

Adian
I'll back you up, since I'm on the same level. I never know what to say, and I always make myself sound so awkward. It is annoying; but no more annoying than talking outloud.

Rory
awesome.
I pressed play."Test test do my headphones work teeest."

Adian
The sudden voice made me jump, stupidly, but fixed my headphones on my head. Uncomfortable, but best I have, "Yeah, they-y work f-fine" I said, damn it two in four words I stuttered, we can blame slow internet though right?

Rory
"That's great, yours work too! Well, now, I think you're quite good if you got here on your own", I told him.

Adian
"I t-try my hardest, that's all a m-mother wants from her child r-right?" I joked, "You must al-so be good if you got here on your own-n, too. Dream team, we could be!"

Rory
Does he have a stutter? My gosh isn't that the adorablest thing. Except, of course, if his connection is bananas, then we might have a problem. Only a bitch will glitch. And a bitch will die in a ditch.

Adian
"So, m-miss, what is your name? Or sh-should I just call you Missus Smith an-nd leave it at that?" I asked.

(Pen and max flashbacks)

Rory
"Well, mister Britain, you may call me Rory. Or a Lion. Because I go roar." I made my best lion impression while waiting for the game to load.

Adian
Oh that's very cute. Rory is a lovely name too. "How would yo-u know I am British? You've not g-got like a special camera and loca-tor or somethi-ng?" I do hope not because my hair looks horrible; I haven't washed it in a few days. With that, I subconciously fixed the fringe, and fixed the headset. They fitted Ash so much better than me.

(Huge ass skip)

Rory
So this is it. End of an era and the beginning of an another one. I haven't felt like this since Ten regenerated. Also, I'm in Britain, how haven't I seen any ultra hot actors wandering around? Or should I say wandering about, isn't that Britishier? But instead running around London in case of hot celebrities, I'm in front of a flat, with my suitcase (I'm sure as hell going to stay. I'm like a cockroach. Once I'm in your flat, there's no getting rid of me.) and I'm trembling. Excitement? Expectation? Fear? Probably all, at the same time. Definitely all. I gave my fandomy clothes a quick check, brushed my hair back, took a deep breath and knocked. Okay, I thought after a millisecond, he's not here let's go. But I stayed on my spot.

Adian
I knew I had been pacing the majority of the day. I hadn't slept at all last night, I knew I probably had huge bags under my eyes. I felt inadequate, in my blue skinny jeans and pokemon t-shirt, and my odd socks which had pictures fruit on them; watermelon and bananas to be exact. Since Ash had moved out to live with his girlfriend, his bedroom was now free, so I had tried to decorate it in a way how I thought Rory would like it, Sherlock wallpaper and a large amount of posters I found lying around.
With the knock on the door, my heart seemed to stop. I stopped my pacing and turned to look at the door, as if it was Voldemort. I slowly approached it and opened it an inch.
"Password-d?" I stuttered, no one will probably know if that was nervous or just my normal stutter.

Rory
"Hello, I'm the Doctor. It seems like my Tardis has crashed. Mind if I borrow yours?" I asked, in the best British accent I could do. And I could do a good one, mind you. Listening to him talk had to leave some trace on me. I bit my lip. It was his voice. But really really this time. No broken connections. No RIP-ed Wifi. No barriers. Why did I suddenly feel like crying and ADHD'd? I wanted to prolong this, cracking my knuckles, jumping in my really rad high converse in DC colours, making my lip bleed, gulping harshly, but I also wanted to see him. Now.

Adian
"No, but cl-lose enough" I was scared to do this. To open the door. I know she'll be everything I know her to be, just, it might not be the same. I opened the door more after realising keeping the door mostly closed was probably classed as bad manners.
"Well, hel-lo there"

Rory
Oh look, my self control just flew out of the window. I raised my finger in warning. "I am about to hug you", my disgusting San Francisco accent sounded peasantish compared to his. "I'm going to hug you. You can prevent this action from happening. I'd rather if you didn't." Gosh, he's tall. I have to hop up to hug him. Maybe Chuck Taylors weren't a wise choice. But. He is everything and anything I ever imagined. And I imagined a lot of things. He's material. He's present. He's breathing. He's not hugging me back c'mon hug me back.