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WHO: Dr Gregory House; Ianto Jones
WHAT: The Doctor... doctors, checking up on Ianto after the strenuous work.
WHEN: Day 11 | 2100
WHERE: The gym
RATING: TBA
STATUS: Active


In one of his rare breaks, House sat with his bad leg propped up, rolling his bottle of vicodin between his fingers. Back and forth, he watched the remaining white pills dance within the bottle, staring at them as if they held the secrets of the world. Perhaps, in one aspect, they did.

He couldn't remember a day since his residency that he had been on his feet this long. And, really, even in his residency he had skated by doing very little. Hiding a yawn behind his hand, House rose once more and grabbed his cane, setting out to do another set of rounds in the gym. Hopefully the patients would start falling asleep and he could leave to see if there was any alcohol to be salvaged anywhere.

Right now, he could use a good stiff drink.