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Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Vicodin or Me? (A Hilson RP) - Chapter 1


Wilson came into House's office. "I just had an interesting thing had to me."

House: *bounced his stress ball* Wht else can be interesting than ur lack of self-worth?

"Sam just asked me to marry her." Wilson was in shock.

House: *blinked in shock* Am I hearing right? U being asked to marry? Whtevr happened to the old-fashioned way?

"Aparently old fashion has died." Wilso sat down.

House: How did tht suddenly come abt? The marriage proposal n all?

"It was our six month aniversery and I took her out to LoBares and she asked him if I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her and I said yes and then she pulled out a ring and put it on her finger and said she wanted to, too." Wilson ran his hand through his hair. "What do I do?"

House: Naturally I would say no bcoz tht way I could enjoy the way u wallow in tht self-pity of urs to beg me to agree. Why would u need my approval? She's ur ex

"Natutaly uou would say that. You care about you and you alone. I should have gone to Cuddy." He started out of office.

House: Fine, you should've. N tell Cuddy she owes me last week's clinic time pay~!

"I knew you were going to turn this into something about you. Why do I think that just because you stop taking drugs that suddenly you would be 100% better."

House: Maybe because u cling to false hopes n is always the one who wishes for pots of gold at the end of the rainbow? Just bcoz I dont take it doesnt mean i feel any better

"I was not talking about your leg, I was talking about your mind." Wilson walked out, then back in. "Your the best man." he walked out again.

House: *raised a brow, watching Wilson leave, cursing to himself for his snarkiness bt there was no turning bk now*

House stood up and grabbed his cane and headed to the elevater. He went down stairs to talk to Cuddy.

Cuddy: *was just abt to leave the office wen she bumped into House* House, wht r u doing dwn here? I thought u were working on a case?

"The kids are running tests. Wilson is making an idoit out of himself, not that he is not good at already. He has had plenty of practice."

Cuddy: Wht is it tht he has done this time? *rolled her eyes*

"He is entering into another marriage."

Cuddy: Oh? Wilson and Sam r remarrying?

"No he is married Debbie from accounting. Of course the Heartless Bitch. She is just dragging him back into that dark hole that he was once in."

Cuddy: Well, he seems to be happy with Sam, much happier than he is with u, I must admit. Why r u so bitter abt? I thought u wanted Wilson to be happy

"I knew him after she left him the first time. I had to pick up the peaces and put them back together."

Cuddy: Reli now? I thought u couldnt care less wht happens to Wilson. Tht's a surprise

"Well if you want your head of Oncology to go down that road, then fine. But if he gets hurt and quits I will laugh. Same as I will laugh at your outfit." he gaufaed.

Cuddy: There's nothing wrong with my... *got the pun* Hey. *frowned at him*

"You call that a business outfit. I have seen more clothing on a hooker." he grinned and left. He went back up to his office. He massaged the hurt leg, rolling things over in his mind.

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