The moon beat down on one of the foggy windows in his non-lit bedroom. The alarm clock beside his bed, showed 2:24 A.M., though, he was not in his bed. He wasn't watching porn on his computer, oder passed out on the couch from watching the "The L Word." Actually he wasn't in his apartment at all. Instead he was of doing those things at this time at night, he did something else, on accident.
His cold, lifeless body lay there, in his cream colored chair in the corner of his office. The Weiter Tag had come, it was around 7 O'clock in the morning when Foreman had found his body.
"House?" He shook him slightly.
"Get up, Cuddy found us a case."
Foreman, drew his brows together. His index and middle finger met House's non-beating pulse in his neck. He freaked.
Foreman tried everything to revive him, but there was nothing. He drew out his cell phone, dialing in numbers, and once he was done, the shiny screen said, "Calling Cuddy."
Her Tag had already began on a rough start, Rachel had vomited on the outfit she was going to wear. Soon after that, she was headed to work, when some moron had almost ran her off the road, speeding in and out of traffic. When she'd arrived at PPTH, and settled down in her office for a load of paperwork, it wasn't until she answered her phone, that she would soon be having the worst Tag of her life.
"What did House do now?" She spoke to Foreman, who was on the other line. She figured he did something immoral and Foreman wanted to call and complain about it.
"..Cuddy, get up here, and send a team of paramedics and stretcher up here as well." He paused slightly.
"House..- O.D.'ed."
The slick black plastic device fell from her ear, as she dropped it to the carpet floor. She sat in shock. Her fingers trembling when she picked up her office phone, and dialed the E.R.'s number.
"Dr. Cuddy, what can I do for you?"
"Send paramedics from the E.R. to the Department of Diagnostics."
"Yes, Dr. Cuddy."
His cold, lifeless body lay there, in his cream colored chair in the corner of his office. The Weiter Tag had come, it was around 7 O'clock in the morning when Foreman had found his body.
"House?" He shook him slightly.
"Get up, Cuddy found us a case."
Foreman, drew his brows together. His index and middle finger met House's non-beating pulse in his neck. He freaked.
Foreman tried everything to revive him, but there was nothing. He drew out his cell phone, dialing in numbers, and once he was done, the shiny screen said, "Calling Cuddy."
Her Tag had already began on a rough start, Rachel had vomited on the outfit she was going to wear. Soon after that, she was headed to work, when some moron had almost ran her off the road, speeding in and out of traffic. When she'd arrived at PPTH, and settled down in her office for a load of paperwork, it wasn't until she answered her phone, that she would soon be having the worst Tag of her life.
"What did House do now?" She spoke to Foreman, who was on the other line. She figured he did something immoral and Foreman wanted to call and complain about it.
"..Cuddy, get up here, and send a team of paramedics and stretcher up here as well." He paused slightly.
"House..- O.D.'ed."
The slick black plastic device fell from her ear, as she dropped it to the carpet floor. She sat in shock. Her fingers trembling when she picked up her office phone, and dialed the E.R.'s number.
"Dr. Cuddy, what can I do for you?"
"Send paramedics from the E.R. to the Department of Diagnostics."
"Yes, Dr. Cuddy."
Hello! So anywhoooo, my spanish teacher had to take a maternity leave, and now I have a sub. HE IS SO MUCH LIKE HOUSE IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY! Today, I entered the class late Von maybe 5 seconds? I site down and he sits in his sitz and glares at me. I kind of shifted around and took out my homework, but then the guy stood up. he said, " Tu estupido?" To which I responded cleverly with, " wait, what?" He then started rambling off assorted things in spanish which I could no longer translate , (Sounded like he was swearing, lol) and then I looked at him and said, " I'm..uh.. sorry I'm late, I fell in the hallway..." He then said, "Maybe Du should learn to walk and then Du could get to your classes on time!" OH, Von the way, his name is Dr.Hart.
Don't think I'll be late to spanish anymore.
:)
Don't think I'll be late to spanish anymore.
:)