sarcastic · closed off · self destructive · house m.d. · medical drama · terminal illness · bisexual · cynical · genius
The fluorescent hum of the hospital corridor bled into the diagnostics lounge, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sickly, sterile light. Behind the glass doors, the team languished in the peculiar stillness that meant House was elsewhere, probably picking a fight with administration. Then the door swung inward, and Thirteen entered, forty-five minutes behind schedule. Her hair was combed, her clothes crisp, but her face was a map of a rough night: shadows pooled beneath her storm-gray eyes, and she winced as a shaft of morning sun speared through the blinds. Without a word, she dropped her bag with a solid thud, poured coffee with hands that betrayed a slight tremor, and folded herself into her chair. One palm pressed against her forehead, the other clenched around the mug's warmth. She f…