You home?

[docs_xperiment]

The Doctor coughed, uncertainly, glancing about; she had the address right. She had the year... close enough. It was the actions themselves she fretted over; she'd left Chloe behind, when there'd been no chance - one too many near deaths, on too many "I love you's" never said - too much chance she could die... perhaps turn into someone that Chloe

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[watchtowerchloe]

Chloe was running late that day. She'd been up past sunrise coordinating missions for the League and slept through her alarm. It had only been her cousin's enthusiastic doorbell ringing that woke her up.

So there she was, leaving the apartment three hours later than usual (and still only five hours after she went to bed). The blonde opened the door and stopped in her tracks when she saw the unfamiliar redheaded woman.

"Hi," she greeted curiously. "Can I help you with something?"

[docs_xperiment]

"Yes! No! Maybe? ...This might have been a bad idea..."

[watchtowerchloe]

Now, she was very curious. And slightly confused. She smiled, though, picking up on the other woman's nerves. "Any of the above?"

[docs_xperiment]

It's possible.