Cuddy ran into her office like mad, with flushed cheeks. After anterior accident, when she run out smiling wickedly, staff wasn’t in much surprise.
She went to her desk, then to table, then to her chair. seguinte she looked out the window, walk around her office 3 mais times and eventually sat down. Internally she was buzzing. She was banging with her fingers at the table, fixing her skirt… she had no idea what to think. And about what. About the way she was atuação or about way he was atuação towards her? He was just messing with her while her stupid coração was bumping like a mad. She felt like idiot.
“No House, you won’t be messing with me that way” she thought. She stand up and started pacing around the room again. She felt that her cheeks are even mais red than before. She let this asshole to fool her. How could she do that? She would never in her life admit, even to herself, how much she wanted him to touch her hair, when they were in his office.
Phone called, but she heard it after 3rd ring, she was so lost in her own thoughts.
’Let’s see who will fool who’, that was her last thought before picking up the phone.
House heavily sat on his chair when Cameron went away from office after few segundos of conversation. He leaned his chin on cane. What the hell is she thinking? Well, yeah, they are supposed to play, act like something is going on, but… Do they really need to? Well, yeah, he loved mysteries, but not that ones which were about his feelings. Or Cuddy’s. He was perfectly aware of a fact that when he was reaching to her hair he wasn’t atuação at all. And it was scaring him a lot. He barely restrained himself! Cuddy must start wearing new perfumes with unlimited amount of musk and that was his instinctual reaction, he truly wanted to believe in this rationalization. What a impudent woman! She came to his office, made him work in clinic and he acted like a bit … romantic?! ‘Romantic House, blaaah’, he thought and smiled. ‘Cuddy, you grouchy, brassy woman!’
‘It was really great day’ House thought and smiled cunningly to himself. Since tomorrow he and Cuddy will be a couple. Well, they’ll be pretend a couple, but it makes everything even mais interesting. And all he have to do is few mais clinic hours. He’ll force his team to do it anyway. Inwardly he was dying with anticipation to see Cameron’s reaction, when she’ll the him and Cuddy in ambiguous situation. He looked around, because of Cameron he became a little paranoic. He took a sip of his beer, looked at the door, and in that exact moment Cameron entered the pub. Houses smile disappeared. He immediately picked phone from his pocket, trying to ignore her. Few segundos later he felt her hand on his shoulder. Unwillingly he raised his gaze to her. She was glowing with happiness. When he looked at her, her smile become mais wider, even if he thought it was impossible.
“What are you doing here? Is there any place in his city where I could find a little piece of peace? You have to walk along? Be so nice and get off.”
She decided to act like completely idiot, which was banal thing to do in her case.
“But House, what are you talking about?” She fluttered her eyelashes. “I decided to call in at this pub for some drink or two” fluttered again “and who am I meeting? You! This is our destiny, isn’t it?“ He got headache because of her stupid giggle at once. He wanted to dart on the floor and cry miserably. Gosh, she really thought that they are meant for each other. He took a deep breath and said:
“Cameron, listen to me carefully now. You are the most stupid, blind and naive woman I’ve ever met. Get out of your head that I could ever think about you seriously. Actually, I’m wondering why the hell I even hired you. I can’t stand your pathetic appearance anymore… Goood, infant, these are NOT complements” he added, noticing that she’s staring at him dazedly while he tried to reason with her.
“Oh, you’re so funny!” she put off giggling again. “Let’s drink, it’s on me.”
1,5 h later pub overcrowded and there were so loud, that they could barely hear their thoughts.
“Yeaaaaaah, ann imaginnn, thh… that… hihi…” totally drunk Cameron clung to House’s arm and related completely senseless story from her completely boring life. Amused bartender glanced once in a while on House’s face, who was bored like hell. But hey, free conhaque is a free cognac, right..? He pushed away little slobbery girl who didn’t even notice that fact and continued her fascinating mumble. “.. and shh.. she.. House, she said to me than th.. that.., sorr, I can’t… hahahahah! Itz soo funn…y! Buut, you knowhat? Enoughh of thiz old wives’ tal..e” She must have hit on some big idea, because she suddenly raised her head and looked at him with almost conscious gaze. Cameron stood up, while House wasn’t looking at her. Suddenly he felt that something is squirming seguinte to him. Cameron, even if she was barely standing por herself, was trying to dance.
"Yuuuuck" he shrieked, spilling his conhaque on a woman sitting near him.
He was totally unfazed with his reaction and continued her “show”. In fact somebody should stop her when she started to unbutton her blouse, but everyone were finding this too funny for that. She was so drunk, that she had problems with unbuttoning, so she decided to thore apart her blouse. Buttons scattered all over the place, while Cameron took Houses hands and laid them on her cleavage.
“Toddayyy I cannn be youurzzzz, today and foreuveeer…“ she slurred, trying to be seductive. House tried to get his hands off her, took a look at her bosom and said:
“Thanks Cam, but I have my own jugs. Bigger than yours.” When he said that, bartender dropped glass with scotch and started to laugh histerically. Other reactions were similar.
House was done. He couldn’t stand any segundo longer of this. He stood up and left the pub. At the doors he passed Wilson. He was asked to come almost 2 hours atrás and he finally arrived. He showed him totally wasted Cameron. She was currently float about the pub, wobbling heavily and searching something on the floor.
“No, no, not the buttons, not gumdrop, bolinho de goma, jujuba buttons!” she slurred to herself. She couldn’t stand on her legs anymore, so she landed on a mesa, tabela full of glasses and shattered everything.
‘Damn, I’m going out, Wilson will deal with her anyway’ House thought and left pub as fast as he could.
;)
She went to her desk, then to table, then to her chair. seguinte she looked out the window, walk around her office 3 mais times and eventually sat down. Internally she was buzzing. She was banging with her fingers at the table, fixing her skirt… she had no idea what to think. And about what. About the way she was atuação or about way he was atuação towards her? He was just messing with her while her stupid coração was bumping like a mad. She felt like idiot.
“No House, you won’t be messing with me that way” she thought. She stand up and started pacing around the room again. She felt that her cheeks are even mais red than before. She let this asshole to fool her. How could she do that? She would never in her life admit, even to herself, how much she wanted him to touch her hair, when they were in his office.
Phone called, but she heard it after 3rd ring, she was so lost in her own thoughts.
’Let’s see who will fool who’, that was her last thought before picking up the phone.
House heavily sat on his chair when Cameron went away from office after few segundos of conversation. He leaned his chin on cane. What the hell is she thinking? Well, yeah, they are supposed to play, act like something is going on, but… Do they really need to? Well, yeah, he loved mysteries, but not that ones which were about his feelings. Or Cuddy’s. He was perfectly aware of a fact that when he was reaching to her hair he wasn’t atuação at all. And it was scaring him a lot. He barely restrained himself! Cuddy must start wearing new perfumes with unlimited amount of musk and that was his instinctual reaction, he truly wanted to believe in this rationalization. What a impudent woman! She came to his office, made him work in clinic and he acted like a bit … romantic?! ‘Romantic House, blaaah’, he thought and smiled. ‘Cuddy, you grouchy, brassy woman!’
‘It was really great day’ House thought and smiled cunningly to himself. Since tomorrow he and Cuddy will be a couple. Well, they’ll be pretend a couple, but it makes everything even mais interesting. And all he have to do is few mais clinic hours. He’ll force his team to do it anyway. Inwardly he was dying with anticipation to see Cameron’s reaction, when she’ll the him and Cuddy in ambiguous situation. He looked around, because of Cameron he became a little paranoic. He took a sip of his beer, looked at the door, and in that exact moment Cameron entered the pub. Houses smile disappeared. He immediately picked phone from his pocket, trying to ignore her. Few segundos later he felt her hand on his shoulder. Unwillingly he raised his gaze to her. She was glowing with happiness. When he looked at her, her smile become mais wider, even if he thought it was impossible.
“What are you doing here? Is there any place in his city where I could find a little piece of peace? You have to walk along? Be so nice and get off.”
She decided to act like completely idiot, which was banal thing to do in her case.
“But House, what are you talking about?” She fluttered her eyelashes. “I decided to call in at this pub for some drink or two” fluttered again “and who am I meeting? You! This is our destiny, isn’t it?“ He got headache because of her stupid giggle at once. He wanted to dart on the floor and cry miserably. Gosh, she really thought that they are meant for each other. He took a deep breath and said:
“Cameron, listen to me carefully now. You are the most stupid, blind and naive woman I’ve ever met. Get out of your head that I could ever think about you seriously. Actually, I’m wondering why the hell I even hired you. I can’t stand your pathetic appearance anymore… Goood, infant, these are NOT complements” he added, noticing that she’s staring at him dazedly while he tried to reason with her.
“Oh, you’re so funny!” she put off giggling again. “Let’s drink, it’s on me.”
1,5 h later pub overcrowded and there were so loud, that they could barely hear their thoughts.
“Yeaaaaaah, ann imaginnn, thh… that… hihi…” totally drunk Cameron clung to House’s arm and related completely senseless story from her completely boring life. Amused bartender glanced once in a while on House’s face, who was bored like hell. But hey, free conhaque is a free cognac, right..? He pushed away little slobbery girl who didn’t even notice that fact and continued her fascinating mumble. “.. and shh.. she.. House, she said to me than th.. that.., sorr, I can’t… hahahahah! Itz soo funn…y! Buut, you knowhat? Enoughh of thiz old wives’ tal..e” She must have hit on some big idea, because she suddenly raised her head and looked at him with almost conscious gaze. Cameron stood up, while House wasn’t looking at her. Suddenly he felt that something is squirming seguinte to him. Cameron, even if she was barely standing por herself, was trying to dance.
"Yuuuuck" he shrieked, spilling his conhaque on a woman sitting near him.
He was totally unfazed with his reaction and continued her “show”. In fact somebody should stop her when she started to unbutton her blouse, but everyone were finding this too funny for that. She was so drunk, that she had problems with unbuttoning, so she decided to thore apart her blouse. Buttons scattered all over the place, while Cameron took Houses hands and laid them on her cleavage.
“Toddayyy I cannn be youurzzzz, today and foreuveeer…“ she slurred, trying to be seductive. House tried to get his hands off her, took a look at her bosom and said:
“Thanks Cam, but I have my own jugs. Bigger than yours.” When he said that, bartender dropped glass with scotch and started to laugh histerically. Other reactions were similar.
House was done. He couldn’t stand any segundo longer of this. He stood up and left the pub. At the doors he passed Wilson. He was asked to come almost 2 hours atrás and he finally arrived. He showed him totally wasted Cameron. She was currently float about the pub, wobbling heavily and searching something on the floor.
“No, no, not the buttons, not gumdrop, bolinho de goma, jujuba buttons!” she slurred to herself. She couldn’t stand on her legs anymore, so she landed on a mesa, tabela full of glasses and shattered everything.
‘Damn, I’m going out, Wilson will deal with her anyway’ House thought and left pub as fast as he could.
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