Rain check. Promise. (rp for harvard_law)

[mcgill_pride]

After a good fifteen minutes and a large amount of shaving cream, Wilson felt a bit more like himself. He'd cut himself a few times, but nothing serious. House had been right to stop him. Eating helped to still his shaky hands. Once he'd showered, eaten, and shaved he wanted nothing more than to escape the room he'd been in for so long

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[mcgill_pride]

"Hey," he replied quietly, smiling back a bit awkwardly. His feet shifted underneath him and he opened his mouth to speak, but shut it again

[mcgill_pride]

"That's copyright infringement," he replied, raising a finger. "I've already started that club." He smiled warmly and dropped his hand from his neck, shrugging. "You can be vice president, if you like."

For some reason he couldn't place, Wilson immediately felt at ease. Or at least more at ease than he'd felt in...he didn't know how long. Memories of seeing Stacy walking down the halls of the hospital threatened to seep into his mind, images of her walking into his office. He quickly shut them out, though, and shoved a hand in his pocket.

His smile widened and he jerked his head to the side. "Come on. Lets see what they offer besides good matresses."