|07:09 pm - Hee!|
I love writing in coffee shops. I'm sitting here typing, and suddenly there are gun noises to my right. A serious little four-year-old boy is taking cover behind the shelving, firing at imaginary bad guys with a tiny (empty) water pistol.
He's got pretty good form, even, back against the wall to minimize his own target profile, aiming like an action hero.
SO CUTE OMG.
...does the Doctor ever have little kids on the TARDIS? Is there fic where this happens? Because I would read the heck out of that.
Current Location: Swork Coffee
Current Mood: entertained