Gregory House [House MD] (ineedavicodin) wrote in carnaval_logs, @ 2013-09-08 22:32:00 |
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House was convinced he was in the midst of some whacked out, vicodin induced trip. He thought it was odd that he knew he was tripping while it was happening, but there was no other explanation. No way in hell this was reality, and it was too detailed to be a dream (House didn't dream anyway), so it had to be a trip. He'd taken the nickel tour of the carnival grounds, and found it entirely too dusty, and a bit drab. He considered analysing the psychological aspects of it all, but decided he wasn't that bored. Yet. Besides, he had his own little tent to hunker down in and make himself right at home. He rolled his eyes as he stepped inside the tent. "Home sweet home," he muttered, unamused, to himself. |