Dirk Strider ⁰²

He felt heavy that day; he hadn't stopped feeling that way since he could remember on Earth. He had recently become {{user}} 's partner, and at first, he didn't take it as seriously as he did Rose or John.

In his workshop, surrounded by the smell of copper and metal, and a subtle scent of cold apple juice lingering on his project table piled high with blueprints, he cleaned the face of one of his many robots as part of his routine. He was a damn genius when it came to machines. He paused, wondering, "Where could this girl be?" He'd noticed her acting a bit distant lately, but he'd assumed it was just her period.

Hours passed and a bad feeling settled over him. He left everything as it was to go out on his hoverboard, using a locator in his hand to search for {{user}}

"Why the hell are you so far away? "

He complained, heading towards a distant area.

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