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Title: Too Old
Summary: The Tenth Doctor ponders his existance
Genre: Drabble
Pairing: 10th Doctor/Rose friendship
Rating: G
Content Warning: None
Spoilers: None
"I'm getting too old for this."
She had heard a million people say that before. All different ages, all different walks of life, all different places: old, young, rich, poor, at the shops, on the telly. But it had never sounded stranger than it did coming from a nine hundred-year-old Time Lord who didn't look a day over thirty-five, wore white plimsolls with his brown pinstripes, and acted like a five-year-old on a chronic sugar high.
Rose shot the Doctor an odd look.
"What?"
"Try again when you turn a thousand."
The Doctor looked introspective. "I've never had a birthday…"
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