Cuddy was sound asleep. She was dreaming. In her dream it was graduation day. "Gregory House" the dean announced. Greg got up from his place seguinte to Lisa. He stood up, still holding Lisa's hand and then kissed it. He then walked up on stage. As he shook the dean's hand the dean said "Your a misanthropic son of a cadela, puta and not to mention a pain in the bunda but that girl changed you. She makes you nice. You two were meant to be. Keep her and good luck out in the big world." "I will sir. I will. Thankyou." Greg replied. Then he took his place seguinte to the rest of the graduaties. seguinte was Lisa. In tipical cases at graduation dia they would call and assento the people in alphabetical order and they did except for Greg and Lisa. They let them sit and stand seguinte to eachother. "Lisa Cuddy" the dean announced. Lisa rose and looked at Greg. The look on his face was irreplaceable. Everytime he gave her that look it felt as if she were reborn. She shook the deans hand as he congradulated her. Then she stood seguinte to Greg. Greg being well Greg said "Psst.Congratz. You know i dont think you should be up on stage." "Why not" Lisa asked. "Well its not fare to the rest of us. You're just so beautiful it makes us look like crap." Greg replied. Lisa couldnt help but smile and lightly giggle at this. "I amor you so much." He said. "I amor you too." Lisa said. Then Greg reached for her hand. While the rest of the graduaties were called up Greg and Lisa stayed hand in hand the whole time.
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Cuddy woke up to the sound of her alarm. Why did she have those dreams? Its like shes just bringing back old hurt and making it new. She took a chuveiro then got dressed. She walked outside to feel that it was really hot. Then she looked at what she was wearing. A black long sleeved topo, início with brown pants. Where was her head today? She then went to her wardrobe to find something mais suitable. She found her favorito t-shirt. It was her favorito 1) because it was a simple dark green t-shirt that looked good weather she was just lounging or going to work 2)because it still had the smallest stain where she dropped her fries on it. On Lisa and Greg's first encontro, data she spilled some fries because she was beijar Greg. She tried not to think about the stain. That wouldnt be hard because it was so small that she had a hard time locating it. She pulled on the t-shirt and grabbed a light brown just above the knee skirt. She then gathered her stuff together including House's half of the picture and drove off to work.
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"Beep!Beep!Beep!" House shot up out of bed. The sound of his alarm was like 5x mais louder that usual. He tried to remember if he got drunk last night but all he remembered was having 1 cerveja and watching TV, so it couldnt be a hang over. He looked at his alarm volume. It was on HIGH. He tried to remember if he turned it on high. He did. But he couldnt remember why. He turned it back down to medium low and got up. He put on an AC/DC t-shirt with some jeans. Then he grabbed his backpack, cane and his motorcycle keys and headed out the door of his apartment. He breathed in the air of a hot summers day. Then limped to his motorcycle. He got on, twirled his cane up into the air and caught it. Then smoothly slid it into its own little holder on the side. He fired up the engine and sped down the street.
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Cuddy woke up to the sound of her alarm. Why did she have those dreams? Its like shes just bringing back old hurt and making it new. She took a chuveiro then got dressed. She walked outside to feel that it was really hot. Then she looked at what she was wearing. A black long sleeved topo, início with brown pants. Where was her head today? She then went to her wardrobe to find something mais suitable. She found her favorito t-shirt. It was her favorito 1) because it was a simple dark green t-shirt that looked good weather she was just lounging or going to work 2)because it still had the smallest stain where she dropped her fries on it. On Lisa and Greg's first encontro, data she spilled some fries because she was beijar Greg. She tried not to think about the stain. That wouldnt be hard because it was so small that she had a hard time locating it. She pulled on the t-shirt and grabbed a light brown just above the knee skirt. She then gathered her stuff together including House's half of the picture and drove off to work.
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"Beep!Beep!Beep!" House shot up out of bed. The sound of his alarm was like 5x mais louder that usual. He tried to remember if he got drunk last night but all he remembered was having 1 cerveja and watching TV, so it couldnt be a hang over. He looked at his alarm volume. It was on HIGH. He tried to remember if he turned it on high. He did. But he couldnt remember why. He turned it back down to medium low and got up. He put on an AC/DC t-shirt with some jeans. Then he grabbed his backpack, cane and his motorcycle keys and headed out the door of his apartment. He breathed in the air of a hot summers day. Then limped to his motorcycle. He got on, twirled his cane up into the air and caught it. Then smoothly slid it into its own little holder on the side. He fired up the engine and sped down the street.
