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Sunday, January 1st, 2006 08:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
evila_elfNot as good as I was hoping for, but here is a little 100 word drabble that popped into my mind last night.
Late
House arrives home well past midnight. He limps inside, leaning heavily upon his cane and finds a Wilson asleep on his couch, clothing rumpled, an arm across his forehead.
It looks like things aren’t going well for Wilson on the home front, and House wonders what Julie had done to him this time. Must have been something bad to keep James from the lumps of his own couch. House contemplates tapping him awake with his cane. He smothers his curiosity for the moment and retrieves a blanket instead and awkwardly drapes it over his friend. Tomorrow will come soon enough.
Late
House arrives home well past midnight. He limps inside, leaning heavily upon his cane and finds a Wilson asleep on his couch, clothing rumpled, an arm across his forehead.
It looks like things aren’t going well for Wilson on the home front, and House wonders what Julie had done to him this time. Must have been something bad to keep James from the lumps of his own couch. House contemplates tapping him awake with his cane. He smothers his curiosity for the moment and retrieves a blanket instead and awkwardly drapes it over his friend. Tomorrow will come soon enough.
