It was a common occourence for legendary Gregory House to annoy her at work and at her tahanan in the middle of the night but what he was doing now was her last straw.
She had been sitting in her car patiently for the last 5 minutos waiting for House to stop blocking her depature, from the hospital, sa pamamagitan ng riding his motorbike backwards and forwards behind her car. Her temper flared and she begain revving her car in rage.
People outside the hospital watched, some in shock at the Dean's way of dealing with this incident and others in amusement at the way her head of diagnostics managed to piss her off. She saw this and decided to deal with this in an orderly, administrative way. She turned her car off and stepped onto the burning ashpelt [she had taken off her heels to drive the car but didn't put them back on] and marched her way to the middle of the road, in hopes that he'd stop.
He saw her and pulled up beside her, removed his helmet and gave her a wink.
"Ah, Dr. Cuddy," he sinabi with a smirk, "I thought you'd have gone tahanan sa pamamagitan ng now,"
She folded her arms over her belly in annoyance, but quickly removed to her hips as she saw his gaze travel from hers to her chest.
"Well, you see, Dr. House," she sinabi in a sarcastic tone, "I can't seem to get tahanan when you're blocking my exit,"
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there," he said, raising his hand to pretend to wipe away a tear.
"Move it, House!" she yelled, "Or I'll change your parking arrangements and give you a week of clinic,"
"You wouldn't change a crippled mans parking puwang and the threat of clinic duty is getting old,"
"So you won't mind doing extra clinic, will you?"
He thought hard, "Fine, you win this round, but I'll be back," he sinabi before putting his helmet back on and driving off.
She smiled to her self and moments later, departed as well.
TBC
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She had been sitting in her car patiently for the last 5 minutos waiting for House to stop blocking her depature, from the hospital, sa pamamagitan ng riding his motorbike backwards and forwards behind her car. Her temper flared and she begain revving her car in rage.
People outside the hospital watched, some in shock at the Dean's way of dealing with this incident and others in amusement at the way her head of diagnostics managed to piss her off. She saw this and decided to deal with this in an orderly, administrative way. She turned her car off and stepped onto the burning ashpelt [she had taken off her heels to drive the car but didn't put them back on] and marched her way to the middle of the road, in hopes that he'd stop.
He saw her and pulled up beside her, removed his helmet and gave her a wink.
"Ah, Dr. Cuddy," he sinabi with a smirk, "I thought you'd have gone tahanan sa pamamagitan ng now,"
She folded her arms over her belly in annoyance, but quickly removed to her hips as she saw his gaze travel from hers to her chest.
"Well, you see, Dr. House," she sinabi in a sarcastic tone, "I can't seem to get tahanan when you're blocking my exit,"
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there," he said, raising his hand to pretend to wipe away a tear.
"Move it, House!" she yelled, "Or I'll change your parking arrangements and give you a week of clinic,"
"You wouldn't change a crippled mans parking puwang and the threat of clinic duty is getting old,"
"So you won't mind doing extra clinic, will you?"
He thought hard, "Fine, you win this round, but I'll be back," he sinabi before putting his helmet back on and driving off.
She smiled to her self and moments later, departed as well.
TBC
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xx
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