[for greg]

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Jack was worried about Mimi, but more than that, he felt like such a fucking asshole. He'd let her go off with her bag of H. Ignorance of her addiction wasn't an excuse. Between that and his lingering jealousy over House, he was suddenly quiet. Not moping, just...quiet. He came into the treehouse and laid down in House's empty bed and stared at the ceiling.

He really hoped Mimi would be all right.

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[misanthrope_md]

House walked in not looking much better. His leg had been killing him lately, and he was still a little pissed off from his encounter with the Doctor the day before.

Plus he was still wearing a fucking turtle neck and it was fucking hot outside.