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Post by Dr. House on Aug 22, 2007 20:16:58 GMT -5
*House quickly moved and dodged one pill but the other hit him in the shoulder.* "Dammit!" *he cried, flicking it off of him.* "Respect the pills, woman! You owe me a new prescription now."
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Post by Dr. Cuddy on Aug 22, 2007 20:18:53 GMT -5
"I owe you a--" *at a loss for words, she sat up as quickly as she was able and got out of bed, dragging a sheet with her.* "Jesus Christ, I'm naked."
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Post by Dr. House on Aug 22, 2007 20:31:49 GMT -5
*House stared at her with mock confusion.* "Yeeah... I don't see what the problem is."
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Post by Dr. Cuddy on Aug 22, 2007 20:34:19 GMT -5
*Cuddy had already pulled her skirt back on and was searching for her bra.*
"--I had nylons."
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Post by Dr. House on Aug 22, 2007 20:38:57 GMT -5
"Behind the door," *House said simply, getting up to dress.* "Oh boy... can't wait to see where you panties turn up--wait, were you wearing any? I can't remember..."
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Post by Dr. Cuddy on Aug 22, 2007 20:41:27 GMT -5
*Cuddy clattered into the hallway wearing the one shoe she'd found and tugged on her shirt with an angry jerk.*
"I don't care," *she snapped, flipping her hair out from under her collar and glancing at her thin silver wristwatch.* "I'm late." *She grabbed her purse, the keys to the office, and her other shoe.* "If you could have a look at those patient files, that'd be great."
*She unlocked the door to the apartment and stepped into the hallway.*
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Post by Dr. House on Aug 22, 2007 20:44:36 GMT -5
*House went after her, pulled her back into his apartment and closed the door.*
"You're staying for breakfast," *he said firmly.* "Most important meal of the day, remember? Plus, when you don't eat, your twins get all droppy." *He angled his head towards her breasts.*
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Post by Dr. Cuddy on Aug 22, 2007 21:18:05 GMT -5
"There's food in my house. And a shower. With my shampoo. And a really nice DKNY suit hanging in my closet."
*She stared at him.*
"I'm going, House." *she turned for the door again.*
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Post by Dr. House on Aug 22, 2007 21:22:23 GMT -5
*House held the door closed.* "Sit," *he said sternly.*
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Post by Dr. Cuddy on Aug 22, 2007 21:31:34 GMT -5
*Cuddy clicked her tongue on the roof of her mouth.*
"I'm not a hostage, House."
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Post by Dr. House on Aug 22, 2007 21:47:39 GMT -5
"If you don't sit your ginormous rear down, the whole hospital's gonna find out that you talk in your sleep."
*House pitched his voice into a high, breathy, girlish imitation.* "Oh Greg... You're such a..."
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Post by Dr. Cuddy on Aug 22, 2007 21:50:10 GMT -5
"...moron? idiot? unbeeeelieeeeevable asshole?"
*She rolled her eyes.* "Trust me, they know."
*She yanked open the door--she didn't weight train for nothing--and strode off down the hall, calling back over her shoulder.*
"I'll see in you in the clinic, Dr. House."
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Post by Dr. House on Aug 22, 2007 21:59:13 GMT -5
*House's line of sight automatically diverged to her rear as she stomped away from him. With a wry smile, House closed the door and got ready for work.*
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