Surely, you're not sitting in the dark to save on the hospital's electricity bills.
Wilson checked his watch one last time, tapped his foot once, and walked down the long hallway to House's office. He noticed, even at a distance, that the office was dark. Either House was hiding from Cuddy or he was in pain. One would make for good jokes, the other might earn him some snark remarks about his tie/shirt/anything.
He stopped in front of the door, wrapped once with his knuckle and then simply came in. He didn't even have to look around the room, he knew exactly what was going on. That was the thing, even as unpredictable as House was at times, even his unpredictableness followed a strange sort of pattern. He turned and shut the door.
"Any particular reason your lights are shut off?" He asked, turning and looking at his friend.
There were a few things to be said about their friendship and Wilson tried not to think about them most of the time. It was usually an unsuccessful attempt but he still tried.
He stopped in front of the door, wrapped once with his knuckle and then simply came in. He didn't even have to look around the room, he knew exactly what was going on. That was the thing, even as unpredictable as House was at times, even his unpredictableness followed a strange sort of pattern. He turned and shut the door.
"Any particular reason your lights are shut off?" He asked, turning and looking at his friend.
There were a few things to be said about their friendship and Wilson tried not to think about them most of the time. It was usually an unsuccessful attempt but he still tried.
