This is a continuation of the Назад fanfiction, as depicted by the title. :) (obviously so) haha I'm tired so if this doesn't make any sense, well, you'll understand. ;)
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Wilson was sitting in his office, finishing paperwork. It was almost time to clock out.
" Only five еще минуты and I'm sure this paper work will be done," he сказал(-а) aloud. It actually took another hour, and when he finished, he looked at the clock. It was 8:oo pm.
"Figures," he thought. He stood up and started to gather his things when Lisa Cuddy walked into his office.
" Wilson, I need to talk to you," she said.
" I was just about to leave and..." he trailed off. She looked flustered. He sighed and took his пальто off.
" What's up?" he asked, gesturing to the couch. They both sat.
" It's House. Something's wrong. I mean he was all...ugh. I just- I don't know."
"That explanation doesn't help me," he said, smiling.
"Has he seemed depressed at all, или did something happen that Ты know about?"
"Uhm, not that I noticed. Not since lunch anyway. I had to buy it for him as usual. He never has money! And he always orders something really expensive, like today-"
"Wilson," she glared at him, " this is serious."
" I am serious. He needs money!" he sighed and could tell that this was not a joking matter.
"How can Ты tell he's depressed about something?"
"Well, I walked into his office and he had been crying."
"Wait, hang on. House,was crying? Lisa first of all, House doesn't cry. He doesn't Показать emotion. And at work of all places? Are Ты sure he didn't just have allergies of some sort, I mean really..."
"I'm sure." She then described the events that happend after she walked in on House.
"I'm sure he'll be fine tomorrow, Lisa. It was probably just a tantrum," he сказал(-а) standing up. She followed suit and also stood.
"Well, you're probably right."
He put on his пальто and once again gathered his things.
"Hey, I know this may be slightly irregular for House and all, but, why do care so much?"
"Well, he's an important employee and if his emotional state-"
"Sure," Wilson сказал(-а) walking outside of his office. She blushed proceeded after him.
"Goodnight Wilson," she said, signaling that they were leaving that topic undiscussed.
"Night lisa." She could tell that Wilson wasn't convinced. She also knew that if Wilson didn't know about what had upset House, that she'd have to figure out by herself. And the final thing she was sure of, was that House wasn't going to plain out tell her.
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Wilson was sitting in his office, finishing paperwork. It was almost time to clock out.
" Only five еще минуты and I'm sure this paper work will be done," he сказал(-а) aloud. It actually took another hour, and when he finished, he looked at the clock. It was 8:oo pm.
"Figures," he thought. He stood up and started to gather his things when Lisa Cuddy walked into his office.
" Wilson, I need to talk to you," she said.
" I was just about to leave and..." he trailed off. She looked flustered. He sighed and took his пальто off.
" What's up?" he asked, gesturing to the couch. They both sat.
" It's House. Something's wrong. I mean he was all...ugh. I just- I don't know."
"That explanation doesn't help me," he said, smiling.
"Has he seemed depressed at all, или did something happen that Ты know about?"
"Uhm, not that I noticed. Not since lunch anyway. I had to buy it for him as usual. He never has money! And he always orders something really expensive, like today-"
"Wilson," she glared at him, " this is serious."
" I am serious. He needs money!" he sighed and could tell that this was not a joking matter.
"How can Ты tell he's depressed about something?"
"Well, I walked into his office and he had been crying."
"Wait, hang on. House,was crying? Lisa first of all, House doesn't cry. He doesn't Показать emotion. And at work of all places? Are Ты sure he didn't just have allergies of some sort, I mean really..."
"I'm sure." She then described the events that happend after she walked in on House.
"I'm sure he'll be fine tomorrow, Lisa. It was probably just a tantrum," he сказал(-а) standing up. She followed suit and also stood.
"Well, you're probably right."
He put on his пальто and once again gathered his things.
"Hey, I know this may be slightly irregular for House and all, but, why do care so much?"
"Well, he's an important employee and if his emotional state-"
"Sure," Wilson сказал(-а) walking outside of his office. She blushed proceeded after him.
"Goodnight Wilson," she said, signaling that they were leaving that topic undiscussed.
"Night lisa." She could tell that Wilson wasn't convinced. She also knew that if Wilson didn't know about what had upset House, that she'd have to figure out by herself. And the final thing she was sure of, was that House wasn't going to plain out tell her.
When does Любовь become something we need, rather than something we want? Любовь was seen as something special a long time ago. Now Любовь is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. Любовь is common currency when Ты are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older Ты get. Do we not care about the substance of what Любовь was and not what it has been made into today by commercialisation from American Фильмы and Телевидение commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience Любовь for real, can we Комментарий and judge others who are in Love. Любовь means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of Любовь is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? Любовь 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.