The remainder of what was left of the ngày had passed rather quickly. She had spent hours upon hours researching and writing, while he just whistled hoặc tried to make a small pyramid out of cards.
“Would bạn try to act your age for just five minutes?”
She asks in a low, annoyed voice, nodding towards the almost-finished card pyramid.
“Then I’d end up diễn xuất like you, and not having any fun.”
He states harshly, concentrating as he steadily puts an 8 of Hearts on hàng đầu, đầu trang of a King of Spades card.
“How am I supposed to be fun doing this? No one can be.”
“Because, you’re not doing it in a fun manner.”
“This is coming from someone who thinks putting cards on hàng đầu, đầu trang of one another is a fun.”
“I don’t believe I ever đã đưa ý kiến this was fun, this little baby just keeps me from the gigantic pit of boredom. It’s a scary place.”
His statement is full of sarcasm, as he speaks to her.
“So, what’s this entertaining way of doing this?”
She asks, pointing to the sách and papers piled all around her.
He slowly stands up from her chair, and walks towards her.
“What are bạn doing?”
He grabs as much papers and sách as he can, and drops them to the ground.
“Hey- What are the hell are you-?”
“This is the fun manner. Not working.”
“We’re supposed to have this done bởi tiếp theo week, this is no time for games-”
“Did bạn hear yourself? bạn đã đưa ý kiến bởi tiếp theo week. tiếp theo week.”
He states repeatedly, making sure she understood.
“I’m not going to put if off like bạn always do with your work.”
“We have five days!”
He states, aggravatingly.
She stands up, and quickly picks up the papers and books.
“Yes, and I’d like to get it done within those five days!”
She states a little too loudly, while placing her sách and papers on her desk, quickly knocking his card pyramid to the carpet floor.
He looks down at the cards on the floor, then glares at her.
“I worked forever on that thing.”
“We’re even now.”
She states, as she leans on the desk, facing him.
“All bạn had to do was bend your đít, mông, ass over, and pick your work up, I have to completely re-do mine.”
“Are bạn done complaining, hoặc do I need to get a pen and piece of paper to take notes?”
She asks sarcasm evident in her voice.
“Might take a notebook, if I’m going to complain about you.”
She rolls her eyes.
“I don’t think I want to know what your complaints are.”
“Aren’t bạn the least bit curious?”
“No.”
She states, blankly.
“Why don’t you-?”
“I’m not you. I don’t have to know everything.”
He shrugs.
“Not everything. I don’t want to know when my mom Mất tích her virginity-”
“Ok, I get it.”
She cuts him, feeling awkward.
“Or, why bạn kissed me.”
He finishes his statement, and she just stares, trying to find words.
“I was drunk… I wasn’t thinking clearly.”
She quietly states, looking down, nervously.
He takes a step closer, coming into her personal space, and she can’t help but look up.
“I didn’t ask for a reason.”
He states, looking her in the eyes, as she does the same to him.
“Then, why would bạn even bring it up? bạn knew I’d give bạn a reason.”
He shrugs his shoulders.
“Wanted to see if you’d give me the truth hoặc not.”
“Well, I did-”
“And, bạn didn’t.”
He cuts her off, raising his tone on the last word.
“Oh, so bạn know when I’m lying now?”
“Yes.”
He states, matter-of-factly.
“I’m not lying.”
She states coldly, not giving in.
“Admit it, bạn wanted to Kiss me.”
“It was the alcohol, not me.”
“Admit it.”
His voice is louder then what he intended it to be.
“Alright, alright. I wanted to Kiss you.”
He gives an unsure look.
“Are bạn lying?”
She shrugs, and gives a small smirk.
“You’ll never know.”
“Would bạn try to act your age for just five minutes?”
She asks in a low, annoyed voice, nodding towards the almost-finished card pyramid.
“Then I’d end up diễn xuất like you, and not having any fun.”
He states harshly, concentrating as he steadily puts an 8 of Hearts on hàng đầu, đầu trang of a King of Spades card.
“How am I supposed to be fun doing this? No one can be.”
“Because, you’re not doing it in a fun manner.”
“This is coming from someone who thinks putting cards on hàng đầu, đầu trang of one another is a fun.”
“I don’t believe I ever đã đưa ý kiến this was fun, this little baby just keeps me from the gigantic pit of boredom. It’s a scary place.”
His statement is full of sarcasm, as he speaks to her.
“So, what’s this entertaining way of doing this?”
She asks, pointing to the sách and papers piled all around her.
He slowly stands up from her chair, and walks towards her.
“What are bạn doing?”
He grabs as much papers and sách as he can, and drops them to the ground.
“Hey- What are the hell are you-?”
“This is the fun manner. Not working.”
“We’re supposed to have this done bởi tiếp theo week, this is no time for games-”
“Did bạn hear yourself? bạn đã đưa ý kiến bởi tiếp theo week. tiếp theo week.”
He states repeatedly, making sure she understood.
“I’m not going to put if off like bạn always do with your work.”
“We have five days!”
He states, aggravatingly.
She stands up, and quickly picks up the papers and books.
“Yes, and I’d like to get it done within those five days!”
She states a little too loudly, while placing her sách and papers on her desk, quickly knocking his card pyramid to the carpet floor.
He looks down at the cards on the floor, then glares at her.
“I worked forever on that thing.”
“We’re even now.”
She states, as she leans on the desk, facing him.
“All bạn had to do was bend your đít, mông, ass over, and pick your work up, I have to completely re-do mine.”
“Are bạn done complaining, hoặc do I need to get a pen and piece of paper to take notes?”
She asks sarcasm evident in her voice.
“Might take a notebook, if I’m going to complain about you.”
She rolls her eyes.
“I don’t think I want to know what your complaints are.”
“Aren’t bạn the least bit curious?”
“No.”
She states, blankly.
“Why don’t you-?”
“I’m not you. I don’t have to know everything.”
He shrugs.
“Not everything. I don’t want to know when my mom Mất tích her virginity-”
“Ok, I get it.”
She cuts him, feeling awkward.
“Or, why bạn kissed me.”
He finishes his statement, and she just stares, trying to find words.
“I was drunk… I wasn’t thinking clearly.”
She quietly states, looking down, nervously.
He takes a step closer, coming into her personal space, and she can’t help but look up.
“I didn’t ask for a reason.”
He states, looking her in the eyes, as she does the same to him.
“Then, why would bạn even bring it up? bạn knew I’d give bạn a reason.”
He shrugs his shoulders.
“Wanted to see if you’d give me the truth hoặc not.”
“Well, I did-”
“And, bạn didn’t.”
He cuts her off, raising his tone on the last word.
“Oh, so bạn know when I’m lying now?”
“Yes.”
He states, matter-of-factly.
“I’m not lying.”
She states coldly, not giving in.
“Admit it, bạn wanted to Kiss me.”
“It was the alcohol, not me.”
“Admit it.”
His voice is louder then what he intended it to be.
“Alright, alright. I wanted to Kiss you.”
He gives an unsure look.
“Are bạn lying?”
She shrugs, and gives a small smirk.
“You’ll never know.”
This is part four
of my fav huddy moments
starting wid my least fav
and ending with my alltime fav
50.IM THINKING WE SHOULD di chuyển IN TOGETHER
49.CUDDY MOVES IN TO HOUSE'S OFFICE
48.THIS IS YOUR WAY OF ACCEPTING MY APOLGIE
47.HAVE bạn SEEN MY BALLS???
46.YOU JUST WANT SOMEONE TO TAKE CARE OF HIM
45.HOUSE BUYS CUDDY A DESK
44.I SLEEPT WITH LISA CUDDY
43.SENT OF A MAN
42.MORNING AFTER THE FAKE NIGHT BEFORE
41.MERRY giáng sinh CUDDY