Jack walked along, looking back at the Doctor. Around them were houses. Some lit from the outside with tasteful christmas lights, some tackily decorated with huge plastic lit up Father Christmas and flashing lights covering every inch of the house. Some houses dark. Different people. Different shades of humanity.
At the end of the street was a building with sound coming from it. A pub. The door opened as a woman stepped out to make a mobile phone call, and laughter and the sound of 'Wizard' singing 'I Wish it Could Be Christmas Every Day' poured out into the street.
"Doctor," he beamed, "you and me are going to the pub."
He tapped the Doctor on his forearm and beamed at him before jogging over to the other side of the street and heading into the pub.
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Jack walked along, looking back at the Doctor. Around them were houses. Some lit from the outside with tasteful christmas lights, some tackily decorated with huge plastic lit up Father Christmas and flashing lights covering every inch of the house. Some houses dark. Different people. Different shades of humanity.
At the end of the street was a building with sound coming from it. A pub. The door opened as a woman stepped out to make a mobile phone call, and laughter and the sound of 'Wizard' singing 'I Wish it Could Be Christmas Every Day' poured out into the street.
"Doctor," he beamed, "you and me are going to the pub."
He tapped the Doctor on his forearm and beamed at him before jogging over to the other side of the street and heading into the pub.