{remember me for we shall meet again};;

I blew into this world on a leaf, I'm not sure if I'll ever land.

I'm Clara Oswald, I'm the impossible girl--and I was born to save the Doctor.

 

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     He smiled at her, his grin more excited than ever. She may have been extremely wet, but he wouldn’t have minded hugging her at the moment. “Hi.” he nodded as she ran off. “I’m looking forward to it, Miss Oswald.”

He squeezed her tightly and let go with a laugh.

 ”Oh you know me. Loads of stories. I even met a talking lion ———- who might be my new best friend.” he teased.

        ‘A best friend who’s a talking lion you say?’ With all of the places that he’d taken her in the short amount of time that she knew him, it must’ve been possible that he’d have a friend who’s a talking lion. In retrospect it wasn't that far off when she met an alien who barked to communicate. 

        ’Hopefully that’s not it. Cause that’d be pretty tame to your standards.' It was a lame pun and she knew it. But if anyone would appreciate it, it’d be the Doctor. He’d make the same bad puns every so often.