You see, for me there are not words for my love of Nine and Rose, or Nine/Rose or any possible combination or universe where they exist. I sort of watched The Parting of the Ways before most of the rest of that season, so in a way when I was watching it it just felt infinitely rare and precious, like a fantastic sunset on the prairie where the colours fill the horizon from end to end--like maybe there is a God, and maybe they felt like using the biggest canvas for some finger painting-- and loving it and knowing there's about 12 minutes before it's completely dark.
I don't know how spoiled you are, but I'm assuming you know that there's Martha now. If not, my sincerest apologies. I got spoiled for that and I honestly just froze; I totally was in shock. To this day when I think about the lack of Rose in my Whoverse I get all distressed (which probably says something really bad about how scary obsessive I get, you know, so deep therapy has not touched it?).
I am seriously not kidding. ALL of my friends, only two of which have actually watched Doctor Who, know exactly what I am talking about when I start flailing. I'm pathetically in love with them, that's all there is to it. ps, try to, you know, actually sleep.
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I don't know how spoiled you are, but I'm assuming you know that there's Martha now. If not, my sincerest apologies. I got spoiled for that and I honestly just froze; I totally was in shock. To this day when I think about the lack of Rose in my Whoverse I get all distressed (which probably says something really bad about how scary obsessive I get, you know, so deep therapy has not touched it?).
I am seriously not kidding. ALL of my friends, only two of which have actually watched Doctor Who, know exactly what I am talking about when I start flailing. I'm pathetically in love with them, that's all there is to it. ps, try to, you know, actually sleep.