"Okay, we just need sugar and milk and we're done." Foreman and Thirteen were at the grocery store. "What kind of sugar do you want?" "Isn't there only one kind?" Foreman laughed. "Do you want white or pink?" Thirteen squinted her eyes at the pink box in wonder. "No way! They make pink sugar!? We should get both!" She tossed the sugar in the shopping cart. "I heard pink sugar gives you cancer." "That must suck... Hey isn't that Wilson?"
Foreman turned around, and sure enough, there was Wilson. "Oh my GOD!!!" Thirteen shreeked. "He's with Karamel!" They laughed at it for a few minutes, and went to catch up with Wilson and their faverite stripper.
"Wilson!" Thirteen called down the isle. "Hey, didn't you do shots off me at the bachelor party?" Karamel asked. Wilson turned around. "Yes, I did! I didn't know you guys were together! When did you start dating?" Thirteen seemed so exited to see other people she knew at the store. She rarely got out of her appartment, and when she did, it was either to go to work, Foremans place, or to go clubbing.
"We've been dating since she bailed me out of jail after the party." Wilson smiled at what was left of him memory, when he got arrested for walking down the street with no pants on.
"Does House know?" Foreman could'nt help but ask the question. Who would'nt ask that guestion? "No, not yet. We figured we'd wait." Everyone stood awkwardly around the the isle. What do you say when you find out your collegue is dating a stripper? "When you tell him, make sure he knows that free lapdances aren't available." Thirteen smirked.
"Ya know, I just told him that yesterday!" Karamel said. "He said House might be supportive of our relationship." Foreman and Thirteen looked blankly ahead. "I was joking!" They laughed so loud people from other isles came to see what all the fuss was about.
"You should come by tonight. We still have a pole in the living room from the party. We could'nt live with getting rid of it." Wilson looked as serious as normal, and no one was laughing yet, so Foreman and Thirteen agreed to the private party and headed to Wilsons appartment.
Foreman turned around, and sure enough, there was Wilson. "Oh my GOD!!!" Thirteen shreeked. "He's with Karamel!" They laughed at it for a few minutes, and went to catch up with Wilson and their faverite stripper.
"Wilson!" Thirteen called down the isle. "Hey, didn't you do shots off me at the bachelor party?" Karamel asked. Wilson turned around. "Yes, I did! I didn't know you guys were together! When did you start dating?" Thirteen seemed so exited to see other people she knew at the store. She rarely got out of her appartment, and when she did, it was either to go to work, Foremans place, or to go clubbing.
"We've been dating since she bailed me out of jail after the party." Wilson smiled at what was left of him memory, when he got arrested for walking down the street with no pants on.
"Does House know?" Foreman could'nt help but ask the question. Who would'nt ask that guestion? "No, not yet. We figured we'd wait." Everyone stood awkwardly around the the isle. What do you say when you find out your collegue is dating a stripper? "When you tell him, make sure he knows that free lapdances aren't available." Thirteen smirked.
"Ya know, I just told him that yesterday!" Karamel said. "He said House might be supportive of our relationship." Foreman and Thirteen looked blankly ahead. "I was joking!" They laughed so loud people from other isles came to see what all the fuss was about.
"You should come by tonight. We still have a pole in the living room from the party. We could'nt live with getting rid of it." Wilson looked as serious as normal, and no one was laughing yet, so Foreman and Thirteen agreed to the private party and headed to Wilsons appartment.
A poem I wrote while I was bored. It's about House and his pain. How his pain keeps him from dealing with his problems.
Pain: A House poem.
Pain, It distracts me,
It keeps me from being angry,
It blocks out problems I don’t want to face
Scars vanish without a trace
Pain, It makes me forget
All of my regrets
About those I pushed away
When I really wanted them to stay
Pain, It takes away my fears
Like, if I will be alone the rest of my years
Left here to drown
In all of my secret tears
On pain I am now dependant,
Though it is my assailant
I am as addicted to the pain
As I am to drugs I use to make it no longer remain
Thanks for reading!!! Plz comment!!!
Pain: A House poem.
Pain, It distracts me,
It keeps me from being angry,
It blocks out problems I don’t want to face
Scars vanish without a trace
Pain, It makes me forget
All of my regrets
About those I pushed away
When I really wanted them to stay
Pain, It takes away my fears
Like, if I will be alone the rest of my years
Left here to drown
In all of my secret tears
On pain I am now dependant,
Though it is my assailant
I am as addicted to the pain
As I am to drugs I use to make it no longer remain
Thanks for reading!!! Plz comment!!!
