Thanks for your patience & also for the prompt, because it would never have occurred to me to write this else and it was fun to do. It also became a double drabble.

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Sarah was getting used – if anyone could – to exploring new worlds, to the weirdness and wonderfulness of travelling with the Doctor, but nothing had quite prepared her for this.

She was worried she might lose herself. Not that she was someone who wasted more hours than she needed to thinking about clothes, but this – oh, this was something else again.

It was as if every item of costumery from across the whole universe had landed in one impossibly large space. When the Doctor had told her to get something from the wardrobe, she’d envisaged an item of furniture, not this endless room. He rarely even changed his own outfit much, so that hadn’t given her an inkling, although she supposed she really should have known by now.

She balanced two more hats on her head and grinned as she looked in a long mirror nearby and tried to do a twirl in the oversized blue dress that brought her falling to the floor in a heap of material, hats, coats and her now-revealed hefty lace petticoat and she laughed helplessly at her silliness.

It was a good thing she was a well-read girl who’d left the door open behind her.