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msliz4857:Write a drabble (100 words exactly) based on your current default icon. No changing it! Just write it as it comes; no beta-reading or mulling over. Any fandom or no fandom at all.
House glanced around the parking lot, tamping down paranoia. It was dark, he reminded himself, and late. Wilson probably wasn’t even awake, let alone wandering around the hotel. The man kept the hours of an eighty year old woman with jet lag.
Digging through the backseat of the rented Honda, House cursed himself again. How could he have left it in the car? If Wilson ever found out, there’d never be an end to it.
Feeling something soft, House grasped the object and stuffed it under his jacket. He smiled. The secret of Mr. Bobo was safe for another night.
msliz4857:Write a drabble (100 words exactly) based on your current default icon. No changing it! Just write it as it comes; no beta-reading or mulling over. Any fandom or no fandom at all.House glanced around the parking lot, tamping down paranoia. It was dark, he reminded himself, and late. Wilson probably wasn’t even awake, let alone wandering around the hotel. The man kept the hours of an eighty year old woman with jet lag.
Digging through the backseat of the rented Honda, House cursed himself again. How could he have left it in the car? If Wilson ever found out, there’d never be an end to it.
Feeling something soft, House grasped the object and stuffed it under his jacket. He smiled. The secret of Mr. Bobo was safe for another night.
