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Bill is almost used to Rose and the Doctor. Well, almost used to semi-regularly catching them in sweet moments. There wasn't much else to get used to with them. Just their affection, that typically stayed behind closed doors.
The Doctor and Rose had been getting lax with their door closing. Really, you'd think after thousands of years alive together they'd know how to close a goddamn door. They'd used to know at least.
But no! Once bill caught them being a sappy old couple once, she just couldn't escape it. It was liked she'd opened the Pandora's Box of their relationship. She wouldn't mind it so much if only they still act like they were trying to keep it a secret.
Bill had taken to bracing herself to witness the peculiar couple in some state of affection each time she went into a space they were likely to inhabit. She was sure that eventually she'd fully adjust to it, the way it seemed Nardole had. One day, Bill was sure, she would just stop being shocked by them.
Really she should expect the unexpected with them. Their age difference was somehow both worse and better than it looked at first glance. They travelled in time and space, were friends with a maniac that lived in the basement of the university because they'd put her there, and had a friend-buttler that was apparently more robot than human.
Rose had once been human before she'd become something entirely unique to save the Doctor, and as such no longer aged, looking eternally twenty. The Doctor was an alien that regularly acted better than humans, and instead of dying changed his face. Nothing about them should have shocked Bill anymore. And yet!
The kissing she'd been prepared for. After all she'd spent the last few months trying desperately to adjust to their affections. It wasn't even the gentle music they'd clearly been dancing too before they'd gotten distracted. That was very normal for them too. No it was the state of the office when she walked in that had Bill shocked.
It was like Christmas had thrown up all over the office. And, Bill noticed, the exterior of the TARDIS. Tinsel, Christmas lights, weird decorations on the shelves and desk, mistletoe, baubles. They had it all.
Lights were hung to the ceiling, with icicle baubles hanging down. A sprig of mistletoe was stuck over the TARDIS doors, as if they needed an excuse to kiss, and tinsel wrapped around the top of it.
Frankly, it was gaudy. Over the top, and not something Bill had seen from them before. She was too taken aback by the sudden decorations to really care that the Doctor and Rose were kissing to Christmas music under Christmas lights right where anyone could have found them.