Working Lunch (DW100 Challenge #111)

The Doctor sat down to his lunch. It was an ordinary lunch, in an ordinary caff, in an ordinary town, somewhere in England. Egg, beans, and chips, washed down with a nice mug of tea.

“So long since I’ve had decent chips,”  he thought, as he tucked in happily. “You’d think in all the galaxies there’d be more than one planet – one country even – where they do proper chips.”

He took a swig of tea, his contentment rising.

Yes, there was a lot to be said for Earth.

Then he froze, fork to mouth, as three giant insects walked in.

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