Uh, yeah kind of.
Placing a rose on the grave, the woman tugged her leather jacket around her, protecting her against the chilly air. The wind pushed her equally dark hair away from her face, revealing her tanned skin. Her gaze traveled around the graveyard. It was completely empty except for herself, her friend, and about a million dead bodies six feet under. The weeping angels that stood on in the grass gave her an uneasy feeling, Olivia not knowing why. "Hey Kayla, can we make this visit fast? I really don't like it here." The reason could be why that this was the first time she had seen the angels. She swore they weren't here before, but maybe she just didn't get a good look at the graveyard. Silently, she counted them, the numbers totaling up to five.
"Yes, of course." A woman with dark, sandy colored hair stepped out from behind a willow tree. Kayla walked slowly playing with her scarf along the way. In the other hand, she held a white rose. She liked graveyards, they gave her a sense of peace and serenity. If not with herself, then with at least the world. The air was cool, and the leaves of the trees were a bright orange. Fall never felt so cold, but yet there was a positive outlook within the painting of nature. She kneeled down beside the grave, and closed her eyes a few seconds beffore lying the gorgeous white rose beside the tombstone. "Hope the wind doesn't blow it away."
There. That's a part of it.
Like that. =D
So yeah. Basically.
Doctor Who. xD