" Were toi really in a tussle with a friend? ou did toi dad do this to you?"
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"Nothing happen Carter...Don't worry." He a dit with a glint in his eyes.
" Okay , okay, just making sure. But toi know ya can tell me anything." He a dit raising his hands up in surrender.
"You really remind me of my friend Wilson!"
Wilson has known House for about a year. He was young, dorky, lovable, smart, and too curious for his own good!!
Greg and Lisa started to laugh.
"Okay Greg I see ya feeling okay now so toi can probably leave tomorrow."
Greg nodded his head and watched as Carter left.
" Lisa, toi should probably go accueil and get a good nights sleep." As Lisa open her mouth to complain he quickly added," I'll be fine."
Lisa shut her mouth and looked at Greg. She sighed and said," Fine."
3 DAYS LATER!!!!
Greg was getting ready to leave and was laying on the lit waiting for someone to take him home.
" Hey! Happy Birthday buddy!" Wilson a dit as he came in.
" Hey, Wilson. Are toi my ride tonight?"
" Yeah, I am driving toi to the resturant."
" What resturant?"
" We reservered a table, tableau at a resturant to celebrate your Birthday."
" Who is gonna be there?" Greg a dit as he stood up to leave.
" Lisa, Carter, Me, You, And your dad."
When Greg heard 'Dad' He flinched a little. Hopefully his dad won't do anything to attract attention.
As Greg arrived accueil he walked into his bedroom as fast as he can without hurting his already injured arm. He still had to wear the cast on it for about a week and the cast for his back for about 5 days.
He hurried up to change into ' decent' clothes.
A Dress chemise , jeans, sneakers.
As he arrived at the resturant he saw everyone there already. He knew that his dad was very puntual. But he wouldn't be stupid enough to do anything , would he?
As he pushed open the doors , everyone turned their head to him.
" Happy Birthday!" Lisa a dit as she came up to him. he put his hands on her waist and they kissed a little peck. They walked back to the group with Greg's hand around Lisa's waist and him s’embrasser the haut, retour au début of her head.
" salut everyone." Greg a dit as he sat down across from his dad and suivant to Lisa and Carter.
As they got to eating, Greg and Lisa shared a plate of spaghetti , Carter had a bowl of fettucini alfredo and so did Wilson. John had a little bowl of orange Chicken and some whiskey as he tried to hold in his anger of Greg montrer up late and then still montrer affectionto that ' Bitch.'
But when Greg threw a boulette de viande at Wilson's face, when they were joking around John had enough.
" Greg can I please see out in the hallway for a second?" John a dit before he left.
Greg stood up and went outside. Carter had a feeling in his stomach that told him to follow Greg.
In the hallway His dad turned around and pushed Greg up against the wall. And held him par his neck. Greg's sneaker's didn't touched the ground anymore.
Greg fought over his dad but the ex-marine was stronger than he looked.
"Let me go."
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"Nothing happen Carter...Don't worry." He a dit with a glint in his eyes.
" Okay , okay, just making sure. But toi know ya can tell me anything." He a dit raising his hands up in surrender.
"You really remind me of my friend Wilson!"
Wilson has known House for about a year. He was young, dorky, lovable, smart, and too curious for his own good!!
Greg and Lisa started to laugh.
"Okay Greg I see ya feeling okay now so toi can probably leave tomorrow."
Greg nodded his head and watched as Carter left.
" Lisa, toi should probably go accueil and get a good nights sleep." As Lisa open her mouth to complain he quickly added," I'll be fine."
Lisa shut her mouth and looked at Greg. She sighed and said," Fine."
3 DAYS LATER!!!!
Greg was getting ready to leave and was laying on the lit waiting for someone to take him home.
" Hey! Happy Birthday buddy!" Wilson a dit as he came in.
" Hey, Wilson. Are toi my ride tonight?"
" Yeah, I am driving toi to the resturant."
" What resturant?"
" We reservered a table, tableau at a resturant to celebrate your Birthday."
" Who is gonna be there?" Greg a dit as he stood up to leave.
" Lisa, Carter, Me, You, And your dad."
When Greg heard 'Dad' He flinched a little. Hopefully his dad won't do anything to attract attention.
As Greg arrived accueil he walked into his bedroom as fast as he can without hurting his already injured arm. He still had to wear the cast on it for about a week and the cast for his back for about 5 days.
He hurried up to change into ' decent' clothes.
A Dress chemise , jeans, sneakers.
As he arrived at the resturant he saw everyone there already. He knew that his dad was very puntual. But he wouldn't be stupid enough to do anything , would he?
As he pushed open the doors , everyone turned their head to him.
" Happy Birthday!" Lisa a dit as she came up to him. he put his hands on her waist and they kissed a little peck. They walked back to the group with Greg's hand around Lisa's waist and him s’embrasser the haut, retour au début of her head.
" salut everyone." Greg a dit as he sat down across from his dad and suivant to Lisa and Carter.
As they got to eating, Greg and Lisa shared a plate of spaghetti , Carter had a bowl of fettucini alfredo and so did Wilson. John had a little bowl of orange Chicken and some whiskey as he tried to hold in his anger of Greg montrer up late and then still montrer affectionto that ' Bitch.'
But when Greg threw a boulette de viande at Wilson's face, when they were joking around John had enough.
" Greg can I please see out in the hallway for a second?" John a dit before he left.
Greg stood up and went outside. Carter had a feeling in his stomach that told him to follow Greg.
In the hallway His dad turned around and pushed Greg up against the wall. And held him par his neck. Greg's sneaker's didn't touched the ground anymore.
Greg fought over his dad but the ex-marine was stronger than he looked.
"Let me go."