rp for harvard_law
Wilson smiled politely at the woman who handed him his fresh bottle of Amberbock and handed her the crisp five-dollar bill, grasping the neck of the bottle firmly and sculling down a good amount. He was tired of the hotel room. He was tired of looking for apartments. Especially during the summer, when the colleges were emptying and it was next to impossible to find anything worthwhile anywhere near the University.
After doing some filing he'd left work feeling heavy and restless, and once he was driving he'd begun to head in the opposite direction of the hotel. It wasn't that Wilson wanted to get drunk. He didn't. He was just averse to going home alone. The thought of calling House crossed his mind, of course, but Wilson hesitated. Things might be tense and that's the opposite of what he wanted.
So, as he sat there nursing his beer, he reached into his jacket pocket and fished out his cell. Flipping it open, Wilson dialed another number that was familiar to his fingers.
He waited quietly as the dull ringing sounded and once the person on the other line picked up, Wilson felt himself smiling.
"Hi there, stranger," he greeted Stacy brightly, shifting on the bar stool in an attempt to face away from the chatter around him.
After doing some filing he'd left work feeling heavy and restless, and once he was driving he'd begun to head in the opposite direction of the hotel. It wasn't that Wilson wanted to get drunk. He didn't. He was just averse to going home alone. The thought of calling House crossed his mind, of course, but Wilson hesitated. Things might be tense and that's the opposite of what he wanted.
So, as he sat there nursing his beer, he reached into his jacket pocket and fished out his cell. Flipping it open, Wilson dialed another number that was familiar to his fingers.
He waited quietly as the dull ringing sounded and once the person on the other line picked up, Wilson felt himself smiling.
"Hi there, stranger," he greeted Stacy brightly, shifting on the bar stool in an attempt to face away from the chatter around him.