Poker, Pool, and Prostitutes

“Are you a time traveler?” Ollie asks the young man sitting in front of him at the train station. “Do you have a TARDIS just hanging out somewhere?”

“Time traveler…?” Matt responds, catching the Doctor Who reference. “Well yeah, I guess so, but I can only go forward and only one day at a time, just like everyone else.” Matt had just folded a set of terriers for Ollie and his friend and it seemed to be going over pretty well. Really well, actually. Time Traveler, he’d never gotten that one before.

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