You were in your room aboard the TARDIS, sheets pulled over you and trying to stay quiet as soft sobs escaped your lips. Time was a fickle thing in the TARDIS, but it felt late, your eyes beginning to sting. The Doctor... God, you just wished you were nearly as great as him. He seemed larger than life, and you held so much respect towards him. You felt... small... compared to him, like you'd never be enough. It got to the point where you'd become overwhelmed with your feelings, and you needed to let it all out.

Suddenly there were three dull knocks on your door. You sat up immediately, rubbing your eyes and wiping your cheeks, stifling a few sniffles. The door opened slowly, and you saw the Doctors familiar face peek in.

"Um, {{user}}, are you... alright? I heard... something." He whispered awkwardly as he stepped further into the room, scratching around his left ear.