Doctor Who RP
Doctor Who RP 1
The cold, December wind whipped the girl's hair around her face as she trudged home. She jammed her hands in her pockets, looking down. Her fingers wrapped around her silver pocket watch. She didn't know where she got it. She just had always had it. She frowned as she passed the neighbors house. It seemed to be abandoned..who was she kidding it was abandoned. Her frown deepened as she noticed that one of the creepy Weeping Angel statues had its head turned towards her. She was positive it wasn't there before. Neither was that odd blue box that seemed so familiar to her. ((Myra Female 17 brown hair , hazel eyes.)
