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this time?' 'Yes.'
'Grim, ain't it?' Donna nodded. She didn't want to talk to Holmes. She didn't really want to talk to anyone, least of all this brash and irritating man. Much as she'd craved company and conversation at times recently, she now needed space and time alone. Getting away from the office and finding the survivors had brought a brief respite from the cold emptiness of the remains of the world. It was only now that she'd found a relatively safe and quiet shelter that the full horror of what had happened had returned to haunt her. With other survivors in close proximity for the first time she felt able to try and deal with her pain, fear and uncertainty. Although she needed other people close, she also needed to be by herself. She didn't really have anything against Holmes (she'd put up with countless men like him in numerous bars and clubs before now), but at that moment she didn't want anything to do with him either. 'I tell you,' he continued, completely oblivious to Donna's lack of interest in him, 'there is no way I'm sitting in here with this lot for much longer. Soon as I'm ready I'm getting out. We've got the whole bloody country out there just waiting for us, isn't that right, Steve?' Steve nodded. 'Damn right.' Donna looked at the two men in disbelief.
Was getting drunk really all that was left for them to do? With the world lying in tatters at their feet, did they not have any higher priorities? On one hand it seemed a sensible way to try and forget all that had happened and enjoy what time remained, but could their suggestion really be the only alternative? Given that she was surrounded by so much uncertainty she hadn't dared to start thinking about the future before now - until that moment she hadn't dared consider whether she even had a future to look forward to. Looking into Holmes' pathetic, grinning face, however, she knew that there had to be a better option than the seedy, selfish and dangerous escape that he and Steve Richards were planning for themselves. 'You can finish this,' she said as she stood up and dropped the tray of food on Holmes' lap.
He turned and watched her as she walked away. 'Where you going?' he asked, getting up and following her. 'Somewhere else,' she grunted. 'Where's somewhere else?' 'Somewhere away from blokes like you.' 'I've got some bad news for you,' he said, walking alongside her, 'blokes like me are all that's left.' Donna stopped walking and turned to face him. 'Listen,' she said quietly, 'I'm twenty-four years old, I'm female and I'm blonde. I've had to deal with fucking idiots like you for as long as I can remember. I've seen hundreds of your type, full of mouth and fighting talk but you've got no balls.
If you're all that's left, I'll be spending the rest of my time on my own. Now will you leave me alone?' Not about to let her know if her words were having any effect on him, Holmes simply smirked. 'I'll see you around then,' he grinned. 'Fucking idiot,' Donna cursed as she stormed out of the hall and down the corridor back towards her room. She didn't even know if she'd be able to find the room again but that wasn't important. She just needed to get away from the others for a while longer.
Donna got lost in the accommodation block. The corridors looked the same, the rooms looked the same and the staircases looked the same. She remembered that her room was the third or fourth along from the stairs, but she couldn't remember whether it was on the second or third floor. She opened a third-floor door which looked vaguely familiar. It was instantly obvious that it wasn't her room - a young oriental man was sitting on the bed, staring into space. 'Sorry,' she mumbled instinctively.
'I got the wrong room. I didn't mean to disturb...' He looked up at her and smiled for a moment. He looked so lost and helpless. Her heart immediately went out to the poor man. 'Are you okay?' she asked. He nodded. 'Have you had any food? Do you need me to show you where the hall is?' The man responded only with another smile and another nod of the head. 'No English,' he said simply.
'I'm in the room next door,' Donna said slowly, pointing down