Status: i'm turning this into a oneshot.
I Don't Believe in Coincidence
"I place my name into a prom ticket drawing even though I have no one to go with, then the next night a mysteriously cute man in a blue box falls out of the sky. And you don't call that coincidence?" I squeaked.
"I don't believe in coincidence," the man said, adjusting his bow tie.
"I don't believe in coincidence," the man said, adjusting his bow tie.