"You want me to do what? Talk about myself? To a bunch of people I've never even met? Hell, I don't even like talking about myself to people who I see on a regular basis! Who decided this was a requirement anyway
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"I don't need a gold star, thanks. If you come close enough to me to try to give me one, you'll find that cane someplace you really don't want it to be."
"Well, it's safe to say I've never had to pay for it, so I wouldn't know if you were right or not. If I seem tense to you, maybe your ability to read people isn't as good as you think it is."
"Ah." For only a moment, Jordan was at a loss for words. With all the time she'd spent in a hospital, she had learned a few things. "If you can't feel better, at least you can make others feel miserable, right?"
Yes, I am Doctor House. No, I do not have a type, and even if I did, you would most certainly not be it.
Got it? Good, glad we had this talk.
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*mock-confused look, which then clears*
Oooh, you mean because of the cane. Clever. And unoriginal, but hey. You get a gold star for effort.
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I guess I could have a hand tied behind my back, make it a little more fair.
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Though you're not wrong, about the masturbation. I find that doing some stretching beforehand really helps loosen me up, helps get me in the mood.
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You seem fairly tense, maybe it's something you should look into.
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Sorry, I guess the snappiness and otherwise general moodiness come from something other than pent-up sexual tension.
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Nope, my only problem is the massive amounts of pain.
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