House tsks and hunches his shoulders as he leans over the desk before regretting that immensely as it pulls at the healing wound on his chest. He winces and relaxes a little bit from the childish pose. "I hate tea. Save it for one of the limeys."
There are parts of House that both do and don't want to talk about what happened. They should probably set the record straight--hah--on where they stand. But that means getting into things that didn't really happen. Maybe that's just where he should leave it. It didn't happen. And if it didn't happen, it doesn't matter. Except that he can remember if clearly, vividly, and the emotions he'd felt, the things he'd thought. It was a one-night stand and that means it shouldn't be difficult, but it was his first one-night stand in two years (or so he thought) with... a friend. As much as he hates thinking about it that way.
No. It's better to treat it like it didn't happen, at least openly.
"Look, about what we each remember... that didn't happen. Agreed?"
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House tsks and hunches his shoulders as he leans over the desk before regretting that immensely as it pulls at the healing wound on his chest. He winces and relaxes a little bit from the childish pose. "I hate tea. Save it for one of the limeys."
There are parts of House that both do and don't want to talk about what happened. They should probably set the record straight--hah--on where they stand. But that means getting into things that didn't really happen. Maybe that's just where he should leave it. It didn't happen. And if it didn't happen, it doesn't matter. Except that he can remember if clearly, vividly, and the emotions he'd felt, the things he'd thought. It was a one-night stand and that means it shouldn't be difficult, but it was his first one-night stand in two years (or so he thought) with... a friend. As much as he hates thinking about it that way.
No. It's better to treat it like it didn't happen, at least openly.
"Look, about what we each remember... that didn't happen. Agreed?"