a/n : i am sorry for how long it took me to write
another chapter i just forgot about this fic but
here is another chapter
and yes i am sure that Amsterdam is not like this
but in this fic Amsterdam is like it is in a lot
of movies.
“oooh my good I am not sleeping on that”
Cuddy a dit when she walked in to the room
and saw the single bed, it was an old bedcot.
“well i of course cant because of my leg so…”
House a dit and looked at wilson
“fine i´ll sleep there“ wilson a dit frustrated.
After they had changed into other clothes,, of
course in private they all went downstairs for
the first lecture. After the lecture they decided
to go for a walk and get something to eat.
“wow House now I see why toi insisted to go on
this street” Cuddy a dit as the walked down a
rue full of those houses with naked girls in
the windows.
“yeah this is awesome“ house a dit
“oooh and par the way Wilson toi can thank me
later for google-ing all the best places in
Amsterdam” he whispered to Wilson.
“house!” Wilson a dit blushing
“what did he say to you?” Cuddy asked curios
about what House a dit to Wilson to make him blush
like that.
“nothing just man stuff” House a dit before Wilson
could say anything.
another chapter i just forgot about this fic but
here is another chapter
and yes i am sure that Amsterdam is not like this
but in this fic Amsterdam is like it is in a lot
of movies.
“oooh my good I am not sleeping on that”
Cuddy a dit when she walked in to the room
and saw the single bed, it was an old bedcot.
“well i of course cant because of my leg so…”
House a dit and looked at wilson
“fine i´ll sleep there“ wilson a dit frustrated.
After they had changed into other clothes,, of
course in private they all went downstairs for
the first lecture. After the lecture they decided
to go for a walk and get something to eat.
“wow House now I see why toi insisted to go on
this street” Cuddy a dit as the walked down a
rue full of those houses with naked girls in
the windows.
“yeah this is awesome“ house a dit
“oooh and par the way Wilson toi can thank me
later for google-ing all the best places in
Amsterdam” he whispered to Wilson.
“house!” Wilson a dit blushing
“what did he say to you?” Cuddy asked curios
about what House a dit to Wilson to make him blush
like that.
“nothing just man stuff” House a dit before Wilson
could say anything.
When does l’amour become something we need, rather than something we want? l’amour was seen as something special a long time ago. Now l’amour is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. l’amour is common currency when toi are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older toi get. Do we not care about the substance of what l’amour was and not what it has been made into today par commercialisation from American films and télévision commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience l’amour for real, can we commentaire and judge others who are in Love. l’amour means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of l’amour is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? l’amour is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.