Sick Day- DW Short Story Amy rose with a start. Something had woken her from her sleep, but she wasn't sure what it was. She thought it might have been a crash of some sort. Perhaps she had imagined it. Rubbing her eyes sleepily, she swung her legs over the side of her bed and waited to see if she heard the noise again.Sick Day- DW Short Story in Short Stories More Like This
And then, there it was- a loud smash, followed by moaning and coughing. It seemed to be coming from next door- the Doctor's bedroom.
Curious to see what the Doctor's room looked like (she had never been in it), but albeit cautious, Amy pulled on a large robe and walked next door to the Doctor's room and switched on the light.
"Doctor? Are you all right?"
The Doctor's bedroom was large, larger than her own. He was able to fit a king-sized bed, a leather sofa, a flat-screen and a desk into one space. Various shelves with odd objects (such as past, broken sonic screwdrivers, a long, multicolored scarf, a twenty-first cent