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Post by Anna Regan on Jul 10, 2007 3:05:49 GMT -5
**NEW DAY**
((Cause making a new thread would be stupid))
Anna walked back in to the hospital and straight for Dr. House's office, she couldn't care a less about what the nurses were saying, something like "Stop! No! You need an appointment! He's an asshole!" She looked up at the door and smiled, something about his name was funny, how can a man so insufferably rude have such a nice name?
She walked in the door and found Dr. House sitting at his desk reading what looked to be either a nudie magazine or a medical journal. Somehow she couldn't believe the second thought. "I didn't feel like making an appointment, and I can see you're not busy, I all ready called for the test results to be sent here to your office, and it's probably in that pile of folders and papers you haven't looked in yet." She smiled widely and sat down.
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Post by Dr. House on Jul 11, 2007 1:06:45 GMT -5
((I love you. )) *House looked up at her from above his reading glasses.* "Since you've made your way straight to my office and completely disregarded Kate's squaking, is it safe to assume that everything you just said was an innuendo?" *House quipped as he put away the...thing... he was reading.*
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Post by Emily on Jul 11, 2007 1:15:09 GMT -5
((House needed in Occupational Hazards thread plzkthnx.))
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Post by Anna Regan on Jul 11, 2007 1:36:23 GMT -5
((Thank you, Dr. House is my hero))
"If that's what you want to believe Doctor" Anna winked comically "I just want to know if I'm dying, if I am, I'll get it over quickly, if I'm not I might need to celebrate, and I believe you're a drinkin man. If you're not, then we'll get stoned and have messy stoner sex, but only until I find out if I'm dying" she looked over at the stack of papers and nodded "So why don't you get to sorting?"
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Post by Anna Regan on Aug 14, 2007 23:21:37 GMT -5
((Sorry for pushing this, but you know...))
Anna sat back as House stared at her.
"Any day now Doctor."
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Post by Dr. House on Aug 16, 2007 23:56:02 GMT -5
*House flipped through the girl's test results.*
"So... If I told you that you're dying, you'd have messy, stoner sex with me? Here? Right now?" *He asked, curious as to how she would reply.*
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Post by Anna Regan on Aug 17, 2007 13:35:23 GMT -5
((Sorry about the thing))
"I said if I'm not, I'll need to celebrate, if I am, I'll leave your office and probably kill myself in the parking lot" she shrugged.
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Post by Dr. House on Aug 17, 2007 20:27:54 GMT -5
"Ooh, wouldn't want you to do that," *he said with mock concern.*
*House handed her the chart.* "You're fit as a fiddle. Apart from the fact that you blood and urine tested positive for insane amount of recreational drugs, you're fine. And, you're lungs are showing early signs of emphasema so you might wanna cut down on the smokes--No! Wait...don't. That way, you'll need a lung transplant and I'll get to look at your boobs for a long, long while so whatever. Win-win situation for me... and for you, I guess."
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Post by Anna Regan on Aug 19, 2007 0:01:41 GMT -5
Anna blew out happily "I guess that means you win Dr. House" she smiled "Plus if I killed myself in the parking lot I'd leave a note blaming you, saying that you drugged me during a session and it caused me to go out of my mind and-" she made a slitting noise "oops a knife to the throat."
Anna smiled and leaned over across the desk "You know I'm slightly stoned right now" she smirked "How about you close those curtains and we get to celebrating?"
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Post by Dr. House on Aug 20, 2007 0:34:44 GMT -5
((*Dies* Damn, she works fast. )) *House raised his brow, surprised at her...straight forward-ness...* "Okay...let me get my bases covered first: how old are you and are you married?" *House asked as if he was reading a criteria for a job interview.*
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Post by Anna Regan on Aug 20, 2007 16:27:48 GMT -5
((She's toying with him, but she will make with the sexxings, she never goes back on her word. Druggies have that quirk about them, haha.))
Anna laughed and sat back in the chair "Aint never been married in my life, old enough to know better, but too old to care" she smirked.
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