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.
  1. first.
    the beginning.
  2. second.
    the other beginning.
  3. third.
    "Autumn, is this what caused the crash in the backyard?"