Drabble 52: Envy
People were dancing, talking and laughing. The only two people not doing such things were House and Wilson, who sat at a table together, silent. Though it was Wilson's wedding, he had spent the past hour entertaining, then spun some riddle about wanting to talk to House.
There they sat, half swallowed by darkness. House was staring at the dance floor, until Wilson muttered—"I shouldn't have gotten married, sorry."
"You're apologizing for getting married?"
James sighed. "I hope we can still be best friends."
House was wishing he was that woman dressed in perfect dress, with James as hers.
Fin.
