[ It was true, Will had been going through the house, finding nothing but boxes, upon boxes of nails. He had been considering pick one up, when the first of the hammering began.
The house was startling in the otherwise quiet air of the falling night. He waited it out, thinking perhaps House was just testing the walls or something. But it continued, became a steady cadence that suggested House was weidling the hammer with deliberate focus.
Exchanging a look with Hannibal, Will headed up into the attic to investigate.
He stayed back, at first, simply watching. As House shifted around, exposing the Eye depicted by the nails and also his steady work to ...
Curious. ]
You have a specific result in mind? Or are you working out sexual frustration through pounding nails?
cw: PTSD
The house was startling in the otherwise quiet air of the falling night. He waited it out, thinking perhaps House was just testing the walls or something. But it continued, became a steady cadence that suggested House was weidling the hammer with deliberate focus.
Exchanging a look with Hannibal, Will headed up into the attic to investigate.
He stayed back, at first, simply watching. As House shifted around, exposing the Eye depicted by the nails and also his steady work to ...
Curious. ]
You have a specific result in mind? Or are you working out sexual frustration through pounding nails?