You can't always get what you want

[laurificus]

*clears throat*

Ohmygodhousefic! It's clearly going to eat my brain, and, oh dear God, what
am I going to write? Someone write it for me? *eyes angelgazing
hopefully*

And on that note, if you were Stacey, would you not be getting concerned that
all the men you become attached to develop mysterious illnesses? I kinda
would, if that were me.

*** Also, and

Comments

[angelgazing]

Stop looking at me! ::waves frantically at to-do list::

Though, you know, you raise a good point. Not the one you meant to, of course, because my brain is teh crazy, but a good point none the less. Why is it that Stacey has not been investigated as a cause for the mysterious illnesses that the men she is attached to seem to always come down with?

I mean, come on, I watch crime shows. I know how this works.

Really. Stop looking at me.

[laurificus]

*jumps up and down* See, see, see. Why *has* no one noticed this? Why hasn't at least House noticed it? It's very very weird.

And surely Cameron, crazed, stalker lunatic that she is, should have raised the possibility just to have revenge on the woman House loved? I demand an explanation for all of this, because clearly Stacey either has unnaturally terrible luck, or she's a psychopath.

And also: I'm so looking at you. Looking very hard at you.

[angelgazing]

HEY! Maybe that can be your rareathon. See, look, I'm helpful.

Is gen allowed for this thing? That'd certainly make it easier...

[laurificus]

Well, I'd want to change it round a bit, so that really it was Cameron who ended up in jail. and then was, like, hung or shot, or something. I'm not sure how well that would go down, really.

OMG, it's like the 11th of November. Time is dwindling. Dwindling like a fast dwindling thing, and I do not like it. If you won't write my story, stop time for me, okay?