Anonymous: The man smiled, one hand coming out of his pockets to reach for some random items on the counter, inspecting them absently. "No, sorry, I don't believe we've met." He explains after Molly had finished speaking. He offers a hand to her, an invitation to shake should she accept. She does, and he grins, gripping her hand firmly, though not with too much strength. "I'm the Doctor." He reports as they make eye contact, his hand then retracting into its usual place in his pocket. ~ ♥ SS

I’m SO PUMPED! 

c.  steyerogers