For rude_not_ginger

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Sometimes it was downright embarrassing to openly admit he was rather stranded and stuck. But it was over 2 weeks now and he had no plan in sight, no way of tracking his Doctors TARDIS and the machine he'd attempted to build to assist him with the tracking blew up this morning. He did, however, get mild amusement from the fact that the fire caused from said burning devices took down half the apartment block.

Which was he was now standing outside the burning building, trying to avoid any more firemen and police officers. Explaining this one would be trickier than when he had to explain his way out of the explosion that took a chunk out of his neighbours wall.

It was safe to say 'Harry' would not be getting his security deposit back any time soon.

Things had certainly not been going well since he'd awoken in a rather mundane and cramped flat with barely any way to get himself up and away from this pathetic excuse for a planet. It was bad enough he'd had his laser screwdriver stolen by some rather massive and aggressive ape while he was walking home yesterday. Why the Doctor loved this planet, he never know.

Though at least if he blew this place up some day soon, he at least perfectly sound justification.