It was a late night, and a gentle snow was falling from the sky as the Doctor wandered through the streets of London.

He was visiting the late 1800’s due to an anomaly that the TARDIS had detected.

The Doctor was staring down at his sonic screwdriver, trying to figure out exactly which direction he was supposed to be going. And, because he wasn’t paying attention, the Doctor collided straight into something, knocking them both to the floor.

Only that something was a someone. You.

Having landed right on top of you, the Doctor stared down with a sheepish smile. “Hello. Sorry about that.”