Drabble (20/22): Contest of Politeness

[john_amend_all]

I handed Liz and Donna another fanfic cliché.

No matter how many times they counted, the answer remained the same. There were still two of them. And there was still only one bed.

"I'll take the chair," Liz said— not for the first, or the fifteenth time. "I'm younger."

Donna bridled. "I'm not some old biddy. You need your sleep more than me!"

"Please can you look at this rationally?"

"You're saying my mind's going! How dare you..."

In the end, Liz spent the night in the bath and Donna in the wardrobe. When the Doctor found them the next day, the situation proved quite difficult to explain.

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