Title: Dressing Up
Summary: For the dw100 "Love" challenge. Featuring Jamie.
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue.
Thanks to: Jen, Vic, Dot, Melissa & Pete, as always.
Jamie yawned and stretched, reaching up over his head to touch the bed head. He rolled out of bed and went to the wardrobe. Today it was an ornate, wooden thing with curly handles that he could barely wrap his fingers around. At least the TARDIS always kept it stocked with his clothes.
Jamie opened the doors. Kilts, kilts, and more kilts. But all the way at the back - his beautiful, tiny, pink shorts. He picked them up reverently, and read, "Souvenir of the Sydney Mardi Gra- Grah-," he coughed, "Grass."
"Ach." He sighed and put on another bloody kilt.
