But I’ve seen a lot of this Universe. I’ve seen fake gods and bad gods and demigods and would-be gods. And out of all that, out of that whole pantheon, if I believe in one thing—just one thing—I believe in her.
“I won the best actress award. God it feels so weird saying it. Feels great. It means a lot to me because it’s just one of those rare professional moments that you rarely get in life. And you feel like totally connected to something, and they don’t come along that often. And to be awarded for that on top of everything else is just awesome. It’s going on my breakfast table for Monday morning. It feels like it’s gonna come home with me, and I feel really good about it.”
Do you ever think of how Cassandra!Rose snogged the Doctor in a hospital in 2x01 and what a neat little parallel it would have been to have the Doctor “have to” snog Rose in a hospital in 3x01 for a “genetic transfer” and what a wasted opportunity and damn it Billie Piper why’d you have to go and leave?
When Jeff finally comes home from Britta’s party he finds Annie curled up on his couch, hugging a pillow to her chest.
He squints and reaches above him to confirm that the spare key he keeps above the doorframe is, in fact, missing. He wonders how she even knew it was there, how she even reached it, but then remembers this is Annie he’s dealing with. No detail is above her scrutiny, no challenge above her determination.
Sighing, he steps inside, ready to lecture her on the finer points of breaking and entering, when she makes a soft sort of sigh and nestles deeper into the cushion.
Only Annie Edison could break into an apartment, make herself at home, and proceed to fall fast asleep.