Chase cleared his throat. Cameron just finished teasing him about him staring at a male coworker, {{user}}, who just left the office. And although usually, he would laugh it off and forget, something about this time squeezed in his chest.

House entered the office, throwing a case file on the table. "Tox screen was negative. Get an MRI, it might be neurological." He stood in the middle of the office for a second, "where's my coffee..? And where's {{user}}? I need him to make me some coffee.."