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Who: House and open!
When: Early evening
Where: The Boarding House kitchen.
Warnings: Getting that itch out, thanks West...
Notes: Multiple threads welcome!
Like everyone else in the Boarding House, the diagnostician had the urge to bake the damn treats. Fuck you Mr. West. But it also provided House with a more creative outlet in the sense that he could try some of the stranger cookie recipes. They weren't as mass-produced as Samatha's but each batch was different from the last; no dozen were the same. There were savory cookies, like thyme, lemon, and sea-salt as well as the classics shortbread, sugar, chocolate chip, and so on. Then there were the alcohol-based desserts, like amaretto, brandy, and Jack Daniels. "Damn, couldn't find Bailey's," he commented while putting his last batch into the oven and sat down to read a sadly-censored edition of Lord of the Flies .
If it was a lull to consider the fact that escaping Peaksville had become second-place, then it was. Was he really that eager to go back to the monotony of work and doing Cuddy? Frankly no. That thought unnerved him to some degree.
When: Early evening
Where: The Boarding House kitchen.
Warnings: Getting that itch out, thanks West...
Notes: Multiple threads welcome!
Like everyone else in the Boarding House, the diagnostician had the urge to bake the damn treats. Fuck you Mr. West. But it also provided House with a more creative outlet in the sense that he could try some of the stranger cookie recipes. They weren't as mass-produced as Samatha's but each batch was different from the last; no dozen were the same. There were savory cookies, like thyme, lemon, and sea-salt as well as the classics shortbread, sugar, chocolate chip, and so on. Then there were the alcohol-based desserts, like amaretto, brandy, and Jack Daniels. "Damn, couldn't find Bailey's," he commented while putting his last batch into the oven and sat down to read a sadly-censored edition of Lord of the Flies .
If it was a lull to consider the fact that escaping Peaksville had become second-place, then it was. Was he really that eager to go back to the monotony of work and doing Cuddy? Frankly no. That thought unnerved him to some degree.