yes i'm asking myself the same thing: did i really just spend two hours doing this

Little Things, 45

~1000 words a day. Unbeta’d. Ten/Rose. College/Uni/Roommates AU. Previous chapters here.

“What’s John doing here?” Rose hissed between gritted teeth, following her mother back into the kitchen.

“I invited him over for Sunday Roast, of course,” said Jackie, setting the daisies into a vase on the table. They were starting to wilt already. “It’s the perfect opportunity for the two of you to make up!”

Bloody flipping great, thought Rose.

Tony had been distracted by John’s arrival, and so overcome with jubilance he’d managed to tear his eyes away from Peppa Pig long enough to throw himself at John’s legs, nearly toppling him over. Rose was miffed by this, partly because Tony had never greeted her, his only sister, in the same elated fashion and partly because she’d wanted to do the same. An unfortunate side effect of avoiding John was that she missed him, quite a lot.

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