House: Why are Du here?
(Cuddy hesitated for a moment, before turning back around to face him.)
Cuddy: I wasn’t going to leave you, passed out in your own vomit.
(Cuddy paused and smiled slightly.)
Cuddy: Your insomnia seems to have been cured.
House: Du going to credit yourself for that?
(Cuddy walked over towards House.)
Cuddy: Well, if I hadn’t have been worried about you, and knocked on your door, Du would probably still be drunk and still unable to sleep at night.
(Cuddy stood ever so close to House, that he began to tense up, whereas Cuddy was very relaxed and smiled sensually up at him.)
House: I am, sort of, still a little drunk.
(Cuddy smiled as House began to ease up.)
House: If that helps.
(Cuddy put her hands, underneath his jacket, and brought him in closer.)
House: Are Du drunk too?
Cuddy: Just shut-up.
(They both leaned in to KISS when--)
(Knock-Knock)
--
Wilson: House? House-
(House answered the door, only opening the door slightly. So Wilson couldn’t see inside.)
Wilson: I wanted to just, apologize for yesterday. I shouldn’t have brought Amber up, oder made Du think it was your fault. We’re past that, and I just wanted Du to know.
House: Okay.
(House was about to close the door, when Wilson stuck his foot in the door.)
Wilson: What’s going on?
House: I’m busy.
(Wilson peered in and noticed a black jacket.)
Wilson: Do Du have someone in there with you?
(Cuddy froze, trying not to make a sound. She was stuck hiding Von the door, House obviously enjoyed this but Cuddy looked anxious and annoyed.)
House: No-one. When did Du get all jealous?
(Wilson gave House a look before taking his foot out of the way of the door and House closed it.)
Cuddy: That was, annoying.
(House and Cuddy looked at each other intently before they kissed passionately, Cuddy’s back hit the mirror behind her and broke it but they didn’t care.)
House: That’s seven years bad luck.
(Cuddy and House stood there, their eyes connected and their bodies melting into each other.)
Cuddy: We’ve had worse.
(Cuddy grabbed her coat; before she gave House one last smile before opening the door and leaving.)
--
To be continued.
(Cuddy hesitated for a moment, before turning back around to face him.)
Cuddy: I wasn’t going to leave you, passed out in your own vomit.
(Cuddy paused and smiled slightly.)
Cuddy: Your insomnia seems to have been cured.
House: Du going to credit yourself for that?
(Cuddy walked over towards House.)
Cuddy: Well, if I hadn’t have been worried about you, and knocked on your door, Du would probably still be drunk and still unable to sleep at night.
(Cuddy stood ever so close to House, that he began to tense up, whereas Cuddy was very relaxed and smiled sensually up at him.)
House: I am, sort of, still a little drunk.
(Cuddy smiled as House began to ease up.)
House: If that helps.
(Cuddy put her hands, underneath his jacket, and brought him in closer.)
House: Are Du drunk too?
Cuddy: Just shut-up.
(They both leaned in to KISS when--)
(Knock-Knock)
--
Wilson: House? House-
(House answered the door, only opening the door slightly. So Wilson couldn’t see inside.)
Wilson: I wanted to just, apologize for yesterday. I shouldn’t have brought Amber up, oder made Du think it was your fault. We’re past that, and I just wanted Du to know.
House: Okay.
(House was about to close the door, when Wilson stuck his foot in the door.)
Wilson: What’s going on?
House: I’m busy.
(Wilson peered in and noticed a black jacket.)
Wilson: Do Du have someone in there with you?
(Cuddy froze, trying not to make a sound. She was stuck hiding Von the door, House obviously enjoyed this but Cuddy looked anxious and annoyed.)
House: No-one. When did Du get all jealous?
(Wilson gave House a look before taking his foot out of the way of the door and House closed it.)
Cuddy: That was, annoying.
(House and Cuddy looked at each other intently before they kissed passionately, Cuddy’s back hit the mirror behind her and broke it but they didn’t care.)
House: That’s seven years bad luck.
(Cuddy and House stood there, their eyes connected and their bodies melting into each other.)
Cuddy: We’ve had worse.
(Cuddy grabbed her coat; before she gave House one last smile before opening the door and leaving.)
--
To be continued.
When does Liebe become something we need, rather than something we want? Liebe was seen as something special a long time ago. Now Liebe is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. Liebe is common currency when Du are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older Du get. Do we not care about the substance of what Liebe was and not what it has been made into today Von commercialisation from American Filme and Fernsehen commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience Liebe for real, can we Kommentar and judge others who are in Love. Liebe means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of Liebe is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? Liebe is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.
“WTF? Since when did she get here???”
*hits House* oh im sorry i didn't know you don't have a pair!!
"Unless you love her"
Thats a good angle to make out *points out*
