Susan | 439 | Gallifreyan Hey. I'm Susan; I've been called batshit crazy, needy, and a dreamer. I've got a cat named six and a few close friends. There's not a whole lot to say here.... but, uh, my Grandfather is the Doctor if that accounts for anything. Apparently, he's pretty well known, much to my surprise. If you see that jack ass, tell him Susan says hi and she wants him to stop by some time.
((Indie multi!verse Doctor who rp. I will rp with any fandom.)) M!A: Currently not taking any
Mike watched as the amounts of posters became more frequent around the gym and lunch room, and he sighed as he passed one. He stopped and stared up at it, a couple dancing. ‘I’m not going to be at the dance, then,’ He thought.
Susan was sitting her her math class doing her work when she over heard some girls talking about the upcoming spring formal dance. They seemed so wound up in the idea of finding the “prefect dress” while Susan was still wound up in the idea of her mothers’ medications.
As he walked away, he fixed his backpack around his shoulder and let out a sigh. “I’m such an idiot, I’m such an idiot, I’m such an idiot…” He repeated, heading towards the door.
Time flew by and before Susan knew it, she was seeing a lot more advertisements for the up coming dance around school. She didn’t want to see those! Not only were they annoying as heck, but they reminded her of Henry and how she so coldly let him go.