"Team Free Will" requested by galaxynovak
you’re just clara, aren’t you.
to whatever end
I don’t know where I am. It’s like I’m breaking into a million pieces and there is only one thing I remember: I have to save the Doctor. He always looks different. I always know it’s him. Sometimes I think I’m everywhere at once, running every second just to find him. Just to save him. But he never hears me. Almost never. I blew into this world on a leaf. I’m still blowing. I don’t think I’ll ever land.
Red hair, and a hand me down robe? You must be a Weasley.
It’s not a snogbox!