Comments | p_p_t_h: Take a look at me now...

dr_j_wilson in p_p_t_h

Take a look at me now...

May 06, 2006 00:43

Who: Wilson, Cuddy (closed)
Where: Cuddy's home.
What: Wilson cooks Cuddy a thank you dinner.
When: Friday 31st of March, late afternoon

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dr_l_cuddy May 6 2006, 00:47:21 UTC

Cuddy turned onto the street leading to her house, thankful to finally be out of the typically heavy Friday night traffic. She was so ready to be done with the work week. In truth, the week hadn't been all that demanding physically, or even mentally. She was used to clinic chaos and overdue paperwork and complaining patients.... No, it was the emotional strain that had her packing up her briefcase and locking up her office before five o'clock. Not much before five, just a few minutes, but it was unusual enough that her assistant had sat at his desk gaping at her as she left ( ... )

dr_j_wilson May 6 2006, 05:47:48 UTC

Stopping what he was doing for a moment, Wilson looked over at Cuddy, attempting to look more animated than he felt. The paleness of his face and the bags under his eyes were unfortunately impossible to cover up however. Still, Wilson managed a small smile, “I like cooking,” he stated, taking another step to put the two plates he was carrying on the counter. He then looked back at Cuddy, “And I wanted to…,” he gestured in the air and looked away, “you know, to thank you. For everything ( ... )

dr_l_cuddy May 6 2006, 15:07:19 UTC

"This really wasn't necessary, but thank you. It smells wonderful," Cuddy said almost absently. Her mind was actually stuck on the I'll be out of your hair tomorrow. Great. Another Saturday night in which she'd be home alone in a silent house. Which was entirely her problem. Wilson wasn't here to keep her company, he was here because he had his own, more urgent problems ( ... )

dr_j_wilson May 6 2006, 16:36:47 UTC

After a quick check of the chicken, Wilson went back to absently stirring the pasta and the pasta sauce, lost in his own thoughts about everything he needed to get done over the weekend. The apartment didn’t come furnished and the thought of all the things he had to buy made Wilson’s head hurt. He’d probably just end up buying the necessities over the weekend and get everything else when he had the time later ( ... )

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