Outside the TARDIS, Tuesday afternoon

[nine_and_ears]

The Doctor was lounging about again, a suitcase under his propped up feet, his shiny deluxe lawn chair fitting him quite comfortably. Today, he had a tall glass of lemonade, with a cherry speared through by one of those little umbrellas in it. It seemed rather a decent idea, really, lounging about. Fantastic, even.

[ooc: Open! For one visitor in specifics, but anyone is welcome to drop on by.]