Viva La France || River and the Doctor
River yawned a little as she rolled out of bed, seeing that the Doctor had already woken up and left their bedroom. She grabbed her shirt from where it had been tossed onto the floor, hoping it would cover what it was supposed to cover and keep her decent looking until she could get to a shower.
She yawned softly as she ran a hand through her wild curls, walking to the door of the room with feather light footsteps. She poked her head out into the hall, a stray curl falling in front of her eyes, “Doctor? Where did you go now?”