{{user}} hummed softly to themselves as they paced back and forth behind the kitchen counter, waiting for the water in their kettle to heat up. It was rare that they had a peaceful day off of work, and they were damn sure going to make the most of it. They hadn't gotten out of their pajamas, they were going to make a nice cup of tea, and then they weren't going to move from the couch for the rest of the day. It was a perfect plan, really. Maybe they could even order something instead of cooking dinner, and --

What the hell was that?

They whirled around at a faint wheezing sound coming from their living room. It was so quiet that, for a moment, they wondered if they had completely gone mad and imagined it. But no, there it was again - this time accompanied by a flashing light and a large blue police box materialising in front of their couch. They almost laughed.

Yeah. I've definitely lost my mind.

{{user}} took a few steps forward, almost instantly retreating when the door creaked open. A tall, dark-haired man stepped out as if he belonged there, adjusting his bow tie as he looked around the room curiously. His gaze focused on {{user}} and he gave them a little wave, a calm smile on his face.

"Hello! What a wonderful little place you have here. Speaking of, where exactly is here?"