Well for once I can leave my H/W icon up on purpose!
I would have to go for House....I've NEVER seen General Hospital...evah!! (...and ER's lost the plot!!)
House could be visiting LV and I could be involved in some minor criminal incident, as the victim, and Nick would have to come to photograph me and House would be stuck in the ER as penance for some lost bet....
Nick, naturally, would be staggeringly empathetic with a poor stray Brit hurt in nasty Vegas, and he'd take me under his wing and into his bed.....obviously to make GG jealous.
You will probably not believe this, but as your mail alert came through I'd just started writing a new fic...and Nick is dating a doctor called Matt...here's the proof....
Nick was having fun. That’s what he’d told himself, so it must be true. He was having fun. As long as he kept repeating it, it was true.
Matt was a great guy. Nick kept telling himself that, and it was mostly true. Matt was a great guy and he was having fun with Matt. That was it; it wasn’t too difficult to believe, if he kept saying it.
There was only one problem. Nick wasn’t having fun; not much anyway.
Matt was a great guy. He was handsome, he was friendly and open and he was good company. He was a doctor; and the sex was great. In fact if Nick was honest he couldn’t fault Matt at all, the fault in the equation lay with Nick, and Nick alone; and he knew it.
He’d met Matt at Desert Palm where he was an intern in the ER. Nick had gone to photograph a victim of a severe beating. Matt had guessed his gay status within thirty minutes and within forty minutes Nick had agreed to meet for coffee the next morning.
Weird or wot????
Dee xx
P.S. Your delivery was just a clever copy 'Made in China'!!
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I would have to go for House....I've NEVER seen General Hospital...evah!! (...and ER's lost the plot!!)
House could be visiting LV and I could be involved in some minor criminal incident, as the victim, and Nick would have to come to photograph me and House would be stuck in the ER as penance for some lost bet....
Nick, naturally, would be staggeringly empathetic with a poor stray Brit hurt in nasty Vegas, and he'd take me under his wing and into his bed.....obviously to make GG jealous.
You will probably not believe this, but as your mail alert came through I'd just started writing a new fic...and Nick is dating a doctor called Matt...here's the proof....
Nick was having fun. That’s what he’d told himself, so it must be true. He was having fun. As long as he kept repeating it, it was true.
Matt was a great guy. Nick kept telling himself that, and it was mostly true. Matt was a great guy and he was having fun with Matt. That was it; it wasn’t too difficult to believe, if he kept saying it.
There was only one problem. Nick wasn’t having fun; not much anyway.
Matt was a great guy. He was handsome, he was friendly and open and he was good company. He was a doctor; and the sex was great. In fact if Nick was honest he couldn’t fault Matt at all, the fault in the equation lay with Nick, and Nick alone; and he knew it.
He’d met Matt at Desert Palm where he was an intern in the ER. Nick had gone to photograph a victim of a severe beating. Matt had guessed his gay status within thirty minutes and within forty minutes Nick had agreed to meet for coffee the next morning.
Weird or wot????
Dee
xx
P.S. Your delivery was just a clever copy 'Made in China'!!