Rose makes a "friend"

Rose braced herself as the footsteps rounded the corner...but was surprised to see a young woman appear, grinning from ear to ear. Brown hair down to her shoulders, she had big, brown eyes, leather boots, and a red dress that brushed her knees.

"Don't look at me!" Rose blurted out, instinctively turning away.

"Blonde hair, a jaw to die for, and an ass like that...you must be Rose Tyler."

"W-who are you? How do you know my name?" Rose demanded, peering over her bare shoulder inquisitively.

"Oh, everyone around here knows you," the woman winked.

"E-everyone?" Rose asked, confused.

"The Doctor's companions; past, present, and future."

"I...don't understand..."

"It's a time machine. Pieces of us get left behind...or get put here in advance, depending on when you are."

"You're...you're from the future?" Rose asked.

"Well, your future, technically my past...but also my present, as well, I suppose. Time-wimey stuff, you know what it's like."

"Timey-wimey?"

"Sorry, that's too soon for you," the woman said, face-palming. "Blimey, it gets hard trying to keep track of all of this."

"Right, whatever," Rose said, completely lost. "Do you have any clothes-?"

"Clara? Where are you?" a man's voice called out.

"We need to go!" Clara exclaimed, "It's not good if the Doctor sees you at the wrong point in his time stream."

Clara grabbed Rose's hand and dragged her along the corridor, away from the Doctor.

"Where are we going?" Rose asked, struggling to keep up on her bare feet.

"You need to get back to your Doctor before the timelines converge too much."

"Just wait!" Rose protested, yanking her hand free. "Can we please go and find me some clothes first? I've been naked for weeks, I just want something to wear!"

"Naked for weeks? With tits like that, it's a shame I missed it."

Horrified, Rose realised that both of her arms had dropped. She quickly jumped into action to rectify that, but before she had a chance, Clara passionately kissed her.

Rose tried to pull away, repulsed at another woman's tongue being down her throat, but only once she started to gag did Clara withdraw.

"I'm...I'm not gay!" Rose stammered, her cheeks turning pink and her arms firmly back across her chest. "I've got a boyfriend!"

"So have I, but that's never stopped me," Clara winked, studying Rose's bare body in a way that wasn't at all subtle.

"Alright, I'll get you some clothes," Clara said.

"Oh, thank you, thank you-!"

"As long as you answer my questions on the way."

Rose didn't like where the conversation was going, but freezing, nude, and barefoot, she didn't have much choice.

"Fine. Now can we get going?"

Rose fell into step with the clothed girl as they continued through the TARDIS, feeling jealous of Clara for having shoes protecting her feet and a bra supporting her chest.

"You're 18, right?" Clara asked. "When did you lose your virginity?"

Rose rolled her eyes even as she answered. Of course, this was going to be the line of questioning...

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Rose answered every question as curtly as she could, wanting to divulge as little information about her private life as possible.

But Clara wasn't going to let her off easily. She'd seen holograms and photos of Rose, but it was only now that she was seeing her in the flesh, without having to imagine what she looked like under her clothes, that Clara could appreciate how cute she was.

Her **** to kiss another woman hinted at the teen's relative sexual inexperience, and her embarrassment at being naked only made her more attractive.

Clara would keep her promise about clothing Rose Tyler...but she hadn't made any promises about when, or in what...