Summary: In which a new shop has opened up near the PPC, and everyone goes there.
In honor of Viola, with much love.
“I do hope Mickey’s okay,” Rose said to the Doctor. She sighed, and sipped at her carrot juice with extra sweetener. “I mean, they’re generally very good, and all, but…”
“You’re worried,” said the Doctor. His deep brown eyes gazed sympathetically at her.
“Of course I’m worried!” Rose replied. Her ears quivered slightly in frustration. “He’s my friend, Doctor.”
“I know,” said the Doctor. His eyes flicked back and forth, looking around the carrot juice shop. “I’m sure he’ll be fine.”
Rose sighed. “Yeah.” She nudged her carrot juice dish with her nose, and sighed again. “Yeah. ‘Course he will. Still.”
“Yeah,” said the Doctor. “Anyway. They should be done with him soon.”( That's once again true/for all except you! )