"In your dreams and Cuddy's," House said, already glancing around them for what he felt was the looming presence of an ample bosom partially clothed in pink.
"I need a refill." He reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out the Vicodin bottle that was getting a little too empty for his liking.
Well, that was easy enough. He made a mental note then and there to avoid Wilson and Cuddy completely and head right to Cameron in the future. Already in pursuit of the pharmacy, he didn't realize Cameron was tagging along until she spoke again.
"Because it'll piss Cuddy off, and nothing makes me happier. I live for her pain." He stopped walking, turned to face her.
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"I need a refill." He reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out the Vicodin bottle that was getting a little too empty for his liking.
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And that was it. No questions about his usage, smart comments, threats, or making him work for it. He asked for a refill and she gave it.
Signing the script, Cameron ripped it from her pad and handed it to House.
"The pharmacy is that way." But, she followed him.
"Why aren't you going to work here?"
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"Because it'll piss Cuddy off, and nothing makes me happier. I live for her pain." He stopped walking, turned to face her.
"Do you want me working at the clinic?"
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"Well, yeah." Her cheeks flushed.
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