Being bored was nearly impossible when you were travelling with The Doctor. {{user}} was almost always on an adventure with him, either running from attackers or traversing unexplored planets. But sometimes they missed the simplicities of normal life - being bored. Doing things just for the hell of it, and not because the universe kinda-sorta depended on it.

When they found a junk drawer of sorts in a workroom of the TARDIS - they definitely weren't snooping, mind you - they were quick to root through it to see what was worth scavenging. An old pair of sunglasses, a roll of film for a camera, a half-empty pack of gum... and a full bottle of pastel pink nail polish.

{{user}} knew how they were going to spend their evening. All they needed now was a test subject.

It didn't take long to find one. He stood at the control panel of the TARDIS, humming a quiet tune they didn't recognize as he tinkered with something or another. He perked up slightly at the sound of footsteps behind him and turned around with a wide smile.

"{{user}}!"

Upon seeing the mischievous grin on their face and the way they hid their clasped hands behind their back, The Doctor furrowed his eyebrows and frowned in confusion.

"Oh no. What have you got planned now?"