From the Park to Home

[jquayle]

Justin unlocked the front door to his house, it was a nice house but not too nice since Justin wasn't too fond of overflowing wealth; he slipped off his pennyloafers at the door as Greg let himself and Cash in. By the time Greg closed the door, Justin was in the kitchen, rummaging through the refridgerator for something to cook the both of them

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[gotcanewillpoke]

House braced one hand on the door frame in order to take his shoes off. He figured if Justin took his off, and it's his house, he ought to take his off too. He leaves them by the door and goes to the kitchen.

"Should I keep him on leash?" Blue eyes flickered down to Cash.

[jquayle]

"He's more than welcome to run throughout the backyard and around the house." Justin pops up from behind the fridge door holding a bottle of wine in hand, "No chance that you drink at this time of day, is there?" he asks politely, not wanting to pour two glasses and then learning that Greg doesn't infact drink.

The label on the wine said '1999 Woodward Canyon | Merlot', which meant it had that lovely crisp taste to it that Justin loved; he was an avid wine taster and had a large collection of old and vintage wines.

[gotcanewillpoke]

"Where do you keep the glasses?" House asked, figuring that was a good way to say he would, in fact, be glad to have a glass of wine. He didn't drink wine nearly as much as he would like, because he tended to go for Scotch or Whiskey more often.

He hung his cane off the end of the counter, then bent at the waist to let Cash off the leash.

"I had an infarction in my leg. A blood clot. Doctors had to remove some of the muscle and tissue in my thigh." He's pleasantly surprised Justin hasn't asked about his leg. He hasn't even looked at House with the look he's used to from so many. Justin had over looked his handicap, treated him like any other person. And now was letting an eight week old puppy run free around his home.

[jquayle]

Justin points to a cupboard at the end of the counter, there is a fresh mound of lettece and salad ingrediants set out there as well, hoping that Greg would eat the same things that Justin does. Hearing of Greg's accident made him rather intrigued now, he's never heard of an 'infarction' before and he intended of still treating Greg the same.

"That sounds pretty painful. I've been around thousands of AIDs and HIV victims, all of them in pain everyday of their lives, I know what pain is even if it's only emotional." he pours them both a glass of wine, "Cheers." a smile at Greg.