She got up from her desk, jaw clenched again, and walked through the doors. As soon as she got through the first set of doors the singing began. Not the singing from a CD یا vinyl album, but…karaoke. Which meant that people were finally starting to get drunk enough to let their inhibitions go. This also meant that no one was going to care about what she had to…wait…was she hearing correctly? Was that House?
Cuddy came out of thought mode and moved through the سیکنڈ set of doors. It was…House was on stage, singing! He was with Wilson, who looked a little tipsy, Chase, who was drunk, and Foreman, who seemed to have a pretty good buzz! They all had their arms around each other and were singing “Somebody To Love”, with House singing lead. It was strange, but House didn’t look drunk at all.
*I shouldn’t be surprised, he could probably drink a Greek وہیل, حوت under the table!* she thought.
Cuddy stood just outside her doors, mouth slightly open, with a dazed and puzzled look on her face. As she watched them singing, she suddenly found herself in House’s gaze. His piercing blue eyes were most definitely focused on her as they sang, “Need somebody to love…fight, need somebody to love…fight.”
She didn’t know what to do, and just stayed frozen. After a few lines House averted his gaze away from her, not looking back again. As the song ended and the boys left the stage, she Chase and Foreman go off together, House was making a limp for the poker table, and Wilson was waving her over to the ‘bar’.
She usually didn’t drink much, if at all, but after what she had just experienced she figured that one shot of something strong would probably do her good. So she strode over to where Wilson stood with his glass.
“Cuddy! I didn’t think آپ were ever going to come out of there. آپ know, for being such an ass, House really does know how to throw a party!” کہا Wilson.
“I’m sure he does, I’ll take a shot.” کہا Cuddy, leaning on the counter top.
“A shot of what?” asked the scantily clad young woman behind the counter.
“I don’t know, something strong.” she said, looking back at Wilson and seeing the look on his face.
“What?” she asked.
“I’ve just never seen the party part of Cuddy.” کہا Wilson, taking a sip from his glass.
“Not very many people have.” کہا Cuddy, taking the glass the girl gave her and downing the liquid in a gulp.
Cuddy came out of thought mode and moved through the سیکنڈ set of doors. It was…House was on stage, singing! He was with Wilson, who looked a little tipsy, Chase, who was drunk, and Foreman, who seemed to have a pretty good buzz! They all had their arms around each other and were singing “Somebody To Love”, with House singing lead. It was strange, but House didn’t look drunk at all.
*I shouldn’t be surprised, he could probably drink a Greek وہیل, حوت under the table!* she thought.
Cuddy stood just outside her doors, mouth slightly open, with a dazed and puzzled look on her face. As she watched them singing, she suddenly found herself in House’s gaze. His piercing blue eyes were most definitely focused on her as they sang, “Need somebody to love…fight, need somebody to love…fight.”
She didn’t know what to do, and just stayed frozen. After a few lines House averted his gaze away from her, not looking back again. As the song ended and the boys left the stage, she Chase and Foreman go off together, House was making a limp for the poker table, and Wilson was waving her over to the ‘bar’.
She usually didn’t drink much, if at all, but after what she had just experienced she figured that one shot of something strong would probably do her good. So she strode over to where Wilson stood with his glass.
“Cuddy! I didn’t think آپ were ever going to come out of there. آپ know, for being such an ass, House really does know how to throw a party!” کہا Wilson.
“I’m sure he does, I’ll take a shot.” کہا Cuddy, leaning on the counter top.
“A shot of what?” asked the scantily clad young woman behind the counter.
“I don’t know, something strong.” she said, looking back at Wilson and seeing the look on his face.
“What?” she asked.
“I’ve just never seen the party part of Cuddy.” کہا Wilson, taking a sip from his glass.
“Not very many people have.” کہا Cuddy, taking the glass the girl gave her and downing the liquid in a gulp.
I hope آپ like it and I'd love some تبصرے and criticism.
Ruins
Once I was whole.
Then I bursted
painlessly
unconsciously
indifferently
but I did.
Now I stand in front
the ruins
of myself
and remain silent
in amazement.
A shadow on a wall
Without turning around
I know
it is you.
Why are آپ here?
Did آپ follow me?
Have آپ come here
to examine
the fruit of your labour?
And then I realize
آپ suffered
the same.
Both of us were not made
to win
in this game.
The shattered pieces
are not replaceable
not even
to be found.
So both of us
remain silent
and keep on
staring at the ground.