Kennst du das, wenn du die ganze Zeit versucht zu funktionieren und irgendwann ein Punkt kommt, wo es nicht mehr geht? Manchmal hab ich das Gefühl, ich wäre wie ein Geist, der durch diese Welt wandert und unsichtbar mit allem möglichen klarkommen muss..
"Big whopping alien sex club right here in front of your eyes- and you're trying to tell me you're not? Blimey, you've got a stronger will than I have, clearly," the Doctor responded, eyes trained on what appeared to be a tentacled alien using their appendages to jerk a man off in a glass case.
To the aliens' right, in another glass case was a set of humans going at it for the whole club to see. In the middle of the room- various aliens and humans of all shapes and colours and appendages danced on poles. You found it amusing, actually, how much like an Earth strip club this was.
The Doctor looked like he was in a candy store, greedily eyeing in all the things he wanted to sample. And then, he pointed towards the back of the club where a glass case stood empty.
"Oh, look, love," he said with a grin, taking your hand and whisking you towards the structure. "This one's ours. Nice and private. Well- sort of."
You stepped up into the glass case, the Doctor following and closing the door behind you both. Onlookers started to take an interest- able to tell that a new show was about to start.
"Alright, Doctor," you said, running your fingers down his front appreciatively. "Let's get this show on the road."