I can probably count on two hands fan fictions that left me scarred emotionally and aching for more. This is one of them. This story will tear your heart out, stomp all over it, and then mend it with soothing gestures. It's heartbreaking, beautifully written, and all out amazing.
If you are looking for a well written House fan fiction and you're prepared to use half a box of kleenex, this story is for you. I'm glad I don't have finals later today, my eyes are already sandpaper, I can't imagine them in the morning.
Day 16 → A song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 → An art piece (painting, drawing, sculpture, etc.)
Day 18 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 19 → A talent of yours
Day 20 → A hobby of yours
Day 21 → A recipe
Day 22 → A website
Day 23 → A YouTube video
Day 24 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Day 25 → Your day, in great detail
Day 26 → Your week, in great detail
Day 27 → This month, in great detail
Day 28 → This year, in great detail
Day 29 → Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 → Whatever tickles your fancy
Went out with my cousin tonight, we headed into Old Town Pasadena for Cheesecake Factory. Poor guy is bogged down by finals. I'm thankful he took the time to see me before going back home for winter break. I was able to give him his Channukah present, the Oxford hoodie I bought in London (couldn't find it in Oxford, wtf). I also gave him his sister's present, a cute Peter Pan bank\candy storage unit I also got in London. I hope she likes her gift, I know he loves his.
My voice is coming back a bit but I still get a sore throat if I talk too much, oh well. More finals for me tomorrow; english, history, and political science