[The Norfinbury Diet: the best weight loss plan ever. Rhys doesn't wince or look away because he's seen as bad before, and he'd asked for it, just nods slightly in acknowledgement with a wry grin.]
How sweet, we match.
[He holds up his own palms, with the Prophet's-Eye symbols carved messily into the flesh. Healed, but still pink-white and bright against the darker skin of his callouses.]
[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.]
[That just gets a dry, bitter laugh out of Rhys. Because it hasn't been that long since he's seen those, or similar things.
It doesn't matter if he wants to do it or not, because Truth or Dare compulsion, but truthfully? He doesn't actually give a fuck. He would probably do it anyway.]
Asshole. May as well just give me Tylenol and save the Vics.
[The grin on his face is sickly, the shadow around his eyes of someone who's spent a lot of time comparing the best ways to get drugs into his system.]
Sure. Not my favorite way to do it, but sure. Just surprised you actually got your hands on anything actually useful here.
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How sweet, we match.
[He holds up his own palms, with the Prophet's-Eye symbols carved messily into the flesh. Healed, but still pink-white and bright against the darker skin of his callouses.]
Dare.
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I dare you to crush and snort two of these.
[House produces his bottle of Vicodin. Also, this will probably hurt like a bitch.]
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It doesn't matter if he wants to do it or not, because Truth or Dare compulsion, but truthfully? He doesn't actually give a fuck. He would probably do it anyway.]
Asshole. May as well just give me Tylenol and save the Vics.
[The grin on his face is sickly, the shadow around his eyes of someone who's spent a lot of time comparing the best ways to get drugs into his system.]
Sure. Not my favorite way to do it, but sure. Just surprised you actually got your hands on anything actually useful here.
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I do actually have a prescription for them. I needed them when I first got here. Not anymore. Look, Ma! No cane.
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[He laughs, shakes his head.]
Alright, Doctor Candyman. Two it is.
For the record, they're way better just straight up with a couple glasses of wine. But I'm in. Your place or mine?