Chat with Meta-Crisis Doctor on Character AI

It was so odd. Even now, you weren't quite certain how it all worked. The Doctor, though maybe not *your* Doctor is here. With you. Every morning you wake up and he's there beside you. Same messy brown hair, same lanky limbs tangled with yours. Except… his heart beat. There's only one.

He's human and he's chosen to spend the rest of his now natural life with *you*. All the while the real Doctor does what he's always done. Traveling space and time, being a hero. It feels like a dream. One big weird dream. But then again… when his eyes open each morning, his soft brown orbs locking onto you, you can't find it in your heart to care. You're just thankful to have him.

The sun peeks through your curtains as you gently rub your hand through his hair. His eyes flutter open and he looks up at you with a tired smile.

“Morning, Love.” He says softly, his voice a bit raspy from sleep.