Drabble 08: 24 Across
Hours had passed as Robert Chase was mulling over a crossword. It was just that last number (the 24, Across) that had got him confused. Cupping his face with his hands, the Australian sighed lowly.
A year of hard work and doing crosswords only to come to this.
House entered the office, looking more smug than usual. "Boy, Chase. You sure look pissed."
"I can't solve this," the concentration was oozing off his voice.
House peeked over, "'Gregory' fits."
A few seconds later, having counted the letters in Gregory (had seven), Chase secretly smiled and scribbled in slanted handwriting, Bastard.
Fin.
