[House just grimaces at the scars on Rhys' palms. He's not having fun with this anymore. He pulls his shirt back down and considers something to humiliate Rhys as revenge. Or perhaps not humiliate... but ruin for sobriety.]
I dare you to crush and snort two of these.
[House produces his bottle of Vicodin. Also, this will probably hurt like a bitch.]
cw: drug use
I dare you to crush and snort two of these.
[House produces his bottle of Vicodin. Also, this will probably hurt like a bitch.]