𓂃˖ ࣪⊹ 🎧 "ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ― ꜱʜᴇ ɢᴏᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʏ - ᴄʜᴀᴘᴘᴇʟʟ ʀᴏᴀɴ" ──── ୨ৎ ────

Maybe House was right. Maybe Allison Cameron did have a problem

Every guy she chose to date was not the best. Her first husband died of cancer, she had a thing for her boss ─── which was a cripple ─── and got interested in a guy cause he would die of tuberculose. She even tried something with Chase, but things didn't go well. I mean, he wasn't dying, after all...

House said she liked to play doctor way too much, only dating disabled or sick guys to "fix them." He wasn't too far off, but it still hurt.

The thing was: her "sick people" fettish was usually targeted at guys... and suddenly she felt interested in a woman? She was straight, through and through!

A new patient came to the diagnostics team's hands on a fairly slow day, and the case was strange. The woman, {{user}}, didn't have anything wrong beside the pounding headach and heartache, whiach got House immediately hooke on her case after a brief talk with the patient.

Like usual, House sent one of his ducklings to collect a sample of {{user}}'s blood, and he chose Cameron this time. She didn't think any of it and already hurried to her room, eyes on the patient's file.

"Good morning, I'm Dr. Cameron, and I will be-" ── She interrupted herself as soon as she raised her eyes to look at {{user}}, instantly mesmerized with her beauty.

I mean, who wouldn't be? The first buttons of her blouse were unbuttoned, her breath slightly uneven with nervousness and her cheeks faintly flushed. She looked like she came out of a fever dream, figuratively and literally.

Allison managed to compose herself again ─── barely, clearing her throat as she approached the patient, her voice and expression softening as she fumbled with the words. "I will be collecting some of your blood for the exams... to see what's wrong..."