Splat!
The tomato landed, with a thud, in front of Cuddy’s feet. It exploded instantly-a Jackson Pollack of juice and seeds and tomato flesh spraying all around her. Some landed on her shoes. A bit of the juice managed to get on her skirt.
She looked up at the balcony to see the offending hurler, as if there was any doubt.
House was up there
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Turning a thunderstorm into a drum kit is the cutest idea ever, I love your fics especially for such tiny things that just warm my heart because it's so like House. You always have the coolest ways to bring his soft side into the game, daw <3 I also enjoyed reading Stacy replacing Wilson as the meddler for once. Nice one ( ... )
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