"Not at all." House waited for her, and then leaned his cane against the dresser and crossed the room, steps a bit halting. He stopped in front of her.
"I'm sure you know how beautiful you are," he said. They always did. "Fuck, if we were back home I'd assume you were a hooker." He sat down beside her. "But you've kind of made my night. Week. Month. Whatever."
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Date: 2011-10-16 03:25 pm (UTC)"I'm sure you know how beautiful you are," he said. They always did. "Fuck, if we were back home I'd assume you were a hooker." He sat down beside her. "But you've kind of made my night. Week. Month. Whatever."