He had told her to meet him at seven, right in front of the main doors to the university, and so she did.
“What are we doing here?”
She asks, walking up to him, her arms thrown out in questioning.
He nodded towards the right of him.
“Bike riding?”
He nodded, then walked over to the two chained bikes.
“Are these even your bikes?”
“If they were, why would I do this?”
He questions, while pick locking the locks off the chained bike.
The chains fell heavily to the ground.
“That’s stealing!”
“You going to state the obvious some more?”
Her brows furrowed and her eyes squinted, giving a glare.
“I did not cancelar my plans tonight, just to steal bikes with you.”
“Oh, be honest, you didn’t have any plans. You were going to set at your escrivaninha, mesa and study all night. And, we are not stealing, we’re merely borrowing, and then possibly returning, if I feel like it.”
He finally finishes.
“It’s illegal.”
“For once in your life, do something risky.”
“You call stealing a bicycle risky?”
“To you it is, apparently. Just get on the damn bike.”
She gives a frustrated sigh, then, hops on the bike.
“Now, can you make it without training wheels, sweetie?”
“Shut up.”
She states irritated, as she begins pedaling up the path.
“Wait up.”
He said loudly, from behind her.
“Tempting, but I’d rather not.”
House finally caught up to her, and they were now side por side, going at a normal steady pace.
“So, how’s life? And, I’m asking this only because I have no idea what else to ask, not that I’m interested.
“Life is crappy. And, I’m saying this only because I want to drive you nuts, por you having to know why my life is so crappy.”
“Which you aren’t going to tell me why? Which is the whole point of that, because I’ll go insane if I don’t know.”
He said, looking over at her, giving a understanding face.
“Yes.”
She states.
”But, your life isn’t crappy, and you’re just saying that to screw with me.”
”You never know.”
She raises her eye brows, giving a somewhat taunting look.
“Lets see, what could so bad about your life. Now that I think of it, there’s quite a few. You’re a workaholic, don’t get to see your family that often, the list goes on and on.”
She gives a sarcastic laugh.
“What do you do besides work that’s so much better? Play sports, party, steal?”
He gave a small smirk at the last comment.
“I played lacrosse, and I still party, and I only steal, sometimes. But, I also do other awesome things.”
”Like what?”
“Play piano.”
”Are we talking about the Fisher Price children’s piano, or a piano, piano?
“The segundo one, do you play?”
“No, música is not my gift.”
She gives a small laugh.
“Only work.”
He states.
They both give a small chuckle, then continue riding down the pavement path.
“What are we doing here?”
She asks, walking up to him, her arms thrown out in questioning.
He nodded towards the right of him.
“Bike riding?”
He nodded, then walked over to the two chained bikes.
“Are these even your bikes?”
“If they were, why would I do this?”
He questions, while pick locking the locks off the chained bike.
The chains fell heavily to the ground.
“That’s stealing!”
“You going to state the obvious some more?”
Her brows furrowed and her eyes squinted, giving a glare.
“I did not cancelar my plans tonight, just to steal bikes with you.”
“Oh, be honest, you didn’t have any plans. You were going to set at your escrivaninha, mesa and study all night. And, we are not stealing, we’re merely borrowing, and then possibly returning, if I feel like it.”
He finally finishes.
“It’s illegal.”
“For once in your life, do something risky.”
“You call stealing a bicycle risky?”
“To you it is, apparently. Just get on the damn bike.”
She gives a frustrated sigh, then, hops on the bike.
“Now, can you make it without training wheels, sweetie?”
“Shut up.”
She states irritated, as she begins pedaling up the path.
“Wait up.”
He said loudly, from behind her.
“Tempting, but I’d rather not.”
House finally caught up to her, and they were now side por side, going at a normal steady pace.
“So, how’s life? And, I’m asking this only because I have no idea what else to ask, not that I’m interested.
“Life is crappy. And, I’m saying this only because I want to drive you nuts, por you having to know why my life is so crappy.”
“Which you aren’t going to tell me why? Which is the whole point of that, because I’ll go insane if I don’t know.”
He said, looking over at her, giving a understanding face.
“Yes.”
She states.
”But, your life isn’t crappy, and you’re just saying that to screw with me.”
”You never know.”
She raises her eye brows, giving a somewhat taunting look.
“Lets see, what could so bad about your life. Now that I think of it, there’s quite a few. You’re a workaholic, don’t get to see your family that often, the list goes on and on.”
She gives a sarcastic laugh.
“What do you do besides work that’s so much better? Play sports, party, steal?”
He gave a small smirk at the last comment.
“I played lacrosse, and I still party, and I only steal, sometimes. But, I also do other awesome things.”
”Like what?”
“Play piano.”
”Are we talking about the Fisher Price children’s piano, or a piano, piano?
“The segundo one, do you play?”
“No, música is not my gift.”
She gives a small laugh.
“Only work.”
He states.
They both give a small chuckle, then continue riding down the pavement path.
I was leitura up on opiate withdrawal and apparently you can go through withdrawal not just to stop taking the drug, Vicodin in House’s case, but to reduce the amount you’re taking.
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the seguinte morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the o espaço of a horrible 24 hora detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every hora or so like before.
Short and simple :)
So in House’s case, like Wilson said; his Vicodin levels where way to high and so the only option was to let his body recover and reduce it’s need for that amount it got everyday.
Therefore, the seguinte morning when he was seemingly better; it was because of the extreme cold-turkeyness that House used to reduce his levels of Vicodin in order for his hallucination of Amber to go away. So I don’t think it was a hallucination, because he hasn’t quit Vicodin, he has only reduced the amount he takes within the o espaço of a horrible 24 hora detox. His body no longer craves the Vicodin every hora or so like before.
Short and simple :)
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