”This essay is complete rubbish! The student only
talked about how completely crap I am at teaching
and about how I apparently keep making goo-goo
eyes at Pink. Remind me why I even try with students
like this again?”
I’m back on this account. Like for a starter!
CAN I RP WITH A DANNY PINK?
"Am I?" He replied, looking at her and shaking his head before she placed the crown back on his head. The words were starting to form on his lips, but then they left his mind completely when Clara leaned in close. "It’s just worry, plus I thought I told ya —- ‘bout my heart. Can’t really feel much these days, so I guess that’s why I come off that way."
“Of course I remember, Will. I’m working on that— your heart will be feeling again in no time if I have a say about it.” Of course, she was making herself have a say about it. Sure enough, the more time he was spending with her he was beginning to warm up. His smiles seemed more genuine and his laughter less fake. She was thawing his frozen heart the same way she had with the Doctor back in Victorian times. At least, she thinks that’s what happened— Vastra wouldn’t tell her much about it. “You’ll be a softy before y’ know it. You’ll thank me one day.”
"Alright ——" He took off the paper crown and gave it back to Clara before running a hand through his hair. "I have no idea what y’ mean. I ain’t hiding nothin’." He shrugged nonchalantly.
”I think you’re pulling my leg, Will.” Clara walked up to the thief and placed the crown on his head again. “Keep the crown. I was just giving you a hard time for my own amusement. Someone really needs t’ take that stick out of your bum— you’d be a lot more desirable if y’ weren’t so bloody hard to read.” She leaned in closer to him, “Y’ might even get a snog or two if you do.” She kissed his cheek before pulling back, a chortle escaped her lips.
"Come on —- rock, paper, scissors! I win, y” stop laughin’, you win, I take off th’ crown…"
”It was my crown to begin with. Y’ take a girl’s crown— y’ take everything. Next thing you know, they’ll say it looks better on you and then where does my self-esteem ago? Nowhere. I know the truth. You, Will Scarlet, will not play games with me. You’re trying to distract me. What’s really going on?”
"I vote that y’ will. ‘Cause I’m not takin’ off th’ crown."
”You don’t have a choice in the matter, Will.”
"Are y’ gonna stop laughing at me any time soon?"
“—— ‘fraid not, mate.”
Peter cracked a small smile.
“Yeah, the one and only.
Sorry again for eating
“They aren’t mine. I don’t like the taste quite frankly.
So do you get tackled by women often?”