It's short, it's a drabble. But for the moment that is how the fiction's looking and I have to warm up a bit and get feedback before I really will be able to put a lot of effort into this.
Hope you're not dissappointed and please know that I love a review full of critique or praise ;)
Enjoy!
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Picking apart belongings proved effective in the war against boredom, and though it currently was unknown what this would up as, House found some excitement in finding out as he assembled together colored cubes with deformed paperclips and other things he'd found in his desk. Not thinking about the pain added further relief along with the pills he took a few minutes ago – Knowing better, of course.
His eyes practically glued to the skeleton of a contraption in his hands, the sound of a man clearing his throat had House jerking slightly, his eyes quickly finding the source of the sound and sighing at the sight of Wilson.
"I thought you had a day off" Wilson calmly stated, though his eyes were practically glowing with the amusement from having scared House, and he only received a weak grunt from said person.
Knowing House eventually would say something he stood there so patiently waiting, and was soon awarded as House opened his mouth; though his eyes yet again focused on the assembling of the thing he didn't know what it would end up as.
"I had to get my jacket, left it here yesterday" he stopped to add some effect in his words, and some sarcasm, looking up at Wilson and rolling his eyes, "Silly me!"
Wilson let out a chuckle and shook his head as he turned to leave,
"I'll go and see if Cuddy's got some interesting case for you" he said, leaving the room and House , who sighed as the moment for a sarcastic remark slipped away.
