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[lovely_damage]

Who: Cameron, anyone else who'd like to drop in
Where: House's office
What: Cameron tries to get ahead on sending replies to House's emails.
When: early morning, Monday, April 10th

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[dr_j_wilson]

Looking quickly back at Cameron, Wilson forced a smile, “Just thinking about all the work awaiting me,” he replied, which wasn’t entirely a lie at least. He was a little relieved she hadn’t asked who he’d seen the movie with, therefore bypassing the need for him to decide how to answer.

For a moment, Wilson wondered what kind of movies Cameron watched if she thought V for Vendetta was too dark. Romantic comedies? It seemed highly possible, considering her personality. Thinking of romantic comedies made Wilson wonder if Cameron still had feelings for House. It was an awkward thought. As was remembering that a while ago, he’d actually tried to push House into dating Cameron. Not because of Cameron herself, but because he’d wanted House to at least remember that not being alone was possible.

Wilson smiled ironically to himself, looking down at the ball in his hand. “Monday mornings are always the hardest to face. Knowing House, he won’t be in for at least another half an hour,” Wilson said. “If I thought I could get away with that, I’d probably be doing the same.”

[lovely_damage]

"I try not to think about whatever work awaits; I just jump in and try to get it over with. Thinking about it only makes it worse," she said, as she took another sip from her tea.

Sometimes she did like romantic comedies. Sometimes. She did, however, enjoy musicals but decided not to admit that in certain settings. Romantic comedies, she found, were slightly depressing while being single. Even for the golden beam of optimism, they could be a little irksome.

She shrugged and scooted the chair back from the desk just a little. Staring at the screen was already starting to hurt her eyes. "At least, being key there. I'd say more like hour, mostly because we don't have a case yet," she said, with an amused little smile. "If you came in late, whatever would the nurses do? They can't start the day without staring at you - so the rumors say."

[dr_j_wilson]

Wilson laughed uncomfortably, bouncing the ball in his hand. “Fabricated rumors I’m sure,” he said with a small smile. “Despite what House insists, I think most of the nurses see me as some kind of…” Wilson frowned, trying to search for the right word. When it didn’t come, he just shrugged, “Well, whatever it is, it’s not any kind of love interest.”

More likely that they saw him as a kindly guy who was a good listener and someone they could talk to in confidence. While Wilson didn’t like admitting it even to himself, he enjoyed having that image. He liked being useful…needed.

“Anyway, I think you’re right, sitting around thinking about work is about as bad as actually doing it. So I might as well just…go and do it,” Wilson said, putting the ball back on House’s desk and getting to his feet.