chameron

One evening, House and Hugh found themselves seated in front of the other. Both of them shared a bottle of whisky with only the light of the hallway lighting up. Hugh happened to notice the escrivaninha, mesa calendar that says June 11, 2009.
Hugh: <sighed> Another ano finished… another ano to face, hopefully…
House turned to look at the calendar as well before giving a quick eyebrow raise.
House: Birthday?
Hugh gave his quick eyebrow raise too.
House: 50?
Hugh: How’d you ---
House: Trust me. It’s just a coincidence…
Hugh chuckled and House smiled before both of them seemed have nothing to say...

First Night is over. I slept not very well, maybe an hora or two. A nurse brought me pills---i stashed them away right into this nice cactus behind me at the window.
After i took a chuveiro and have some breakfast, i went to my first meeting with Dr. Snyder. God Damn! Hot Woman!
Breakfast was nasty---i felt like i´m in jail!
Dr. Snyder is hot, but she isn´t very professsional...hope the ohther Doctor is coming back right soon. Wilson told me. His name is Travis, Dr. Travis, and he is the boss of this...hm, let´s call it jail!
So, hours went por and this fucking cadela, puta is already por my side. She...

Summary: Every neighborhood has its legend, Boo Radley, “the town witch”; God knows what the Princeton children all think of House.

Lame Excuse: I’m barely 13 years old, all I can say is to not expect the works of Shakespeare! Its also my first real project!

Disclaimer: I think the fact that I wrote disclaimer could pretty much say it for itself, don’t you think.

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Neighborhood Legend

    ‘Baker Street.’ Tom Wiggens...