House

‘Morning...’ Says House the volgende day.
‘Hi… how are you?’
‘Fine... and you? u fell meer peaceful this morning?’
‘Ha-ha... yes, thank you.’
‘Good...’ He chuckles and they sit up.
‘Are u hungry? We have some cake left...’ Lisa says.
‘Will the cake change your mood?’
‘It will change my hunger.’

They go to the keuken-, keuken in silence and have breakfast. His leg is starting to hurt and House rubs his thigh with his hand but he doesn't say anything. Cuddy notices it and asks worried. ‘Are u okay?’
‘Yeah... fine...’ House antwoorden smiling at her. MEEEEEC!!! Lie
‘You...

Hey,
It's been a while since we talked (or rather, I talked and u listened XD)
Well, if u don't know me, I'm Hilly :)
so, let me get to my reason for writing this :

Right now, we have a little problem on our spot.
It's always been around, but not in this amount.
Yeah, u know what it is.

It's bashing

I'm not gonna talk about who is bashing, I'm gonna talk about why.

We all know we all have opinions.
Those opinions differ from one fan to another.
The problem is, some don't tolerate other people's opinion and believes.

You know our fandom has two groups (maybe more, but I'm sticking to 2),
Huddies...

    
Disclaimer: I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything as satisfying as the last scene of season six when House finally got not only what he needed but what he wanted! Oh, sorry that’s a PROclaimer. Okay, I own nothing in the House universe except a deep, undying love for Dr. House and no court on earth can take that away!!


It’s About Time….

Her commentaren had washed away years of his doubt and sadness. Their douche had washed away the layers of grime and blood on their bodies. And now he was going to wash away the longing that had plagued him since that night after...