I like to think that somewhere, in the depths of the TARDIS, is a park. You know, one with a set of swings, maybe some monkey bars or a slide, some grass, a tree, and a bench. Somewhere that the Doctor or his companions can retreat to and relax for a little while. That and it’s probably nice to just sit on a swing for a while.
You know…between saving the universe and stuff.
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