It was an escuro, nublado morning when House awoke the seguinte day. His pain was an eight on the pain scale, and his head was fighting to push it to a ten. Letting out a harsh exhalation, he propped himself up and began the daily drudgery.
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"You have two hours of clinic today House, and I don't want to hear any argument about." Cuddy said as she handed him the green chart for exam room 3.
He looked appraisingly over her form. She was wearing a dark purple v-neck blusa that fit snug against her breasts. Her saia stopped above her knee revealing her shapely calves. He noted her rosier than usal cheeks. He surmised that Lucas had made her quite happy before work this morning. She never could keep that silly with sin look off her face after sex.
"Whatever, Cuddy...the sooner I get done the sooner I can get to eating Wilson's lunch." He said gruffly as he pulled the file from Cuddy's hands. As House began to walk away he suddenly felt a soft hand pulling him back.
"You okay?" Cuddy asked with those same sorrowful eyes he had seen at her hotel doorway.
"As okay as I'll ever be." He said as he walked past her.
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After diagnosing three cases of herpes and two of the common cold, House was ready to leave for the day. There was no interesting case for his team to work on, and he really needed a break from the hospital and Cuddy. He decided he had mais than made his quota for the day. He packed up his knapsack and started for the doors.
"Excuse me?" Someone said from behind him.
"Off the clock. Go bother someone else."
"I would but you are the only one who sent me a cup of coffee last night. I think it would be really weird to thank anyone else."
House froze and turned around to come face to face with his mystery woman.
"How did you find me?"
"What is this a suspense film? You're not exactly a felon I've been hunting..."
"So?" He asked in annoyance.
"I was here to pick up some test results and I saw you. Are you happy now to know I'm not stalking you?" She asked with that same sarcastic sting. He smiled.
"I don't know. I kind of liked the idea of a woman like you trailing me in the shadows and watching me undress in front of the window." He said leaning in to her space. She stood her ground never flinching at his subtle intrusion.
"That's the sweetest and most perverse compliment ever. Thanks for that." She said with a roll of her eyes.
"The name is Greg House." He said putting out a hand for her to shake(a gesture that was out of character for him).
She looked at his hand and placed her own within it.
"Ariel Harrison...and you would have found that out already if you hadn't pulled a Clark Kent after sending me the drink."
His eyebrows rose in amusement.
"Ah, comic book geek. Wouldn't have guessed."
"No. Just a woman who knows how to pull out trivial information at any given time.
He chuckled.
"My best friend is like that too."
She placed her hands on her hips and looked at him hard.
"So, since we ran in to each other are you gonna take me out for something to eat or what?"
"Do you like Greek?" He asked with his wolfish grin.
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"You have two hours of clinic today House, and I don't want to hear any argument about." Cuddy said as she handed him the green chart for exam room 3.
He looked appraisingly over her form. She was wearing a dark purple v-neck blusa that fit snug against her breasts. Her saia stopped above her knee revealing her shapely calves. He noted her rosier than usal cheeks. He surmised that Lucas had made her quite happy before work this morning. She never could keep that silly with sin look off her face after sex.
"Whatever, Cuddy...the sooner I get done the sooner I can get to eating Wilson's lunch." He said gruffly as he pulled the file from Cuddy's hands. As House began to walk away he suddenly felt a soft hand pulling him back.
"You okay?" Cuddy asked with those same sorrowful eyes he had seen at her hotel doorway.
"As okay as I'll ever be." He said as he walked past her.
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After diagnosing three cases of herpes and two of the common cold, House was ready to leave for the day. There was no interesting case for his team to work on, and he really needed a break from the hospital and Cuddy. He decided he had mais than made his quota for the day. He packed up his knapsack and started for the doors.
"Excuse me?" Someone said from behind him.
"Off the clock. Go bother someone else."
"I would but you are the only one who sent me a cup of coffee last night. I think it would be really weird to thank anyone else."
House froze and turned around to come face to face with his mystery woman.
"How did you find me?"
"What is this a suspense film? You're not exactly a felon I've been hunting..."
"So?" He asked in annoyance.
"I was here to pick up some test results and I saw you. Are you happy now to know I'm not stalking you?" She asked with that same sarcastic sting. He smiled.
"I don't know. I kind of liked the idea of a woman like you trailing me in the shadows and watching me undress in front of the window." He said leaning in to her space. She stood her ground never flinching at his subtle intrusion.
"That's the sweetest and most perverse compliment ever. Thanks for that." She said with a roll of her eyes.
"The name is Greg House." He said putting out a hand for her to shake(a gesture that was out of character for him).
She looked at his hand and placed her own within it.
"Ariel Harrison...and you would have found that out already if you hadn't pulled a Clark Kent after sending me the drink."
His eyebrows rose in amusement.
"Ah, comic book geek. Wouldn't have guessed."
"No. Just a woman who knows how to pull out trivial information at any given time.
He chuckled.
"My best friend is like that too."
She placed her hands on her hips and looked at him hard.
"So, since we ran in to each other are you gonna take me out for something to eat or what?"
"Do you like Greek?" He asked with his wolfish grin.
Here I am,
So close, but so far from you.
In the cold I am standing,
Outside your stone brick mural
I cannot break through.
So I just stand there foolishly,
Peering through your window.
Loosing myself in your deep blue eyes,
My eyes fixed on your broken smile,
You are simply all I desire.
The pain inside floods me,
I am drowning in my misery.
But when I see your face, it all seems to fade,
And when I taste your red lips,
My coração skips a beat
As the rest of me goes numb.
The amor I feel for you is real
But so are fears of hurting you.
So all emotions are pushed aside,
Right seguinte to all the tears I’ve cried.
In this life of wrong I live,
You remain the one thing I got right,
The only one I let inside.
Now heartache and hate has filled its place,
And I never want your smile
To fall from your face.
*Inspired por the episode The Itch*
Hi,
This isn't that interesting really, it just made me smile today.
I'm a fã of 13. mais on that later though.
I work in the security industry (malware, viruses, all that jazz).
I bet you're all familiar with spam emails, right?
Now we have this 'saying' in the industry that you ain't someone just yet until you're used for spam.
What's funny is that OW made her spam debut earlier this year: link
see Figure 2. LOL.
I've been thinking of sharing this to her through Twitter, but since she's not following me *sob* i can't send it as a direct message. I can't just address it to her cause then all my other followers (officemates mostly) will know that I am happy about spam, which is not so good in my line for work. :p
So there. I hope I didn't bore anyone with this. I know most of you are younger than me and not really interested with work stuff, but it was just too fun to not share, at least for me. :)
This isn't that interesting really, it just made me smile today.
I'm a fã of 13. mais on that later though.
I work in the security industry (malware, viruses, all that jazz).
I bet you're all familiar with spam emails, right?
Now we have this 'saying' in the industry that you ain't someone just yet until you're used for spam.
What's funny is that OW made her spam debut earlier this year: link
see Figure 2. LOL.
I've been thinking of sharing this to her through Twitter, but since she's not following me *sob* i can't send it as a direct message. I can't just address it to her cause then all my other followers (officemates mostly) will know that I am happy about spam, which is not so good in my line for work. :p
So there. I hope I didn't bore anyone with this. I know most of you are younger than me and not really interested with work stuff, but it was just too fun to not share, at least for me. :)