Yet another House dream.
Jan. 8th, 2006 08:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
perpetual_motionSeriously, I'm really starting to get a kick out of these.
I was an attorney, and as I was trying to help someone with some legal thing, a guy that I apparently knew ran over and insisted on talking to me. He was a fireman, and he told me that he was going to burn down the hospital. Before I can say anything, he yells for everyone to get down and an explosion goes off, which catches everything on fire. I try to turn away, and end up getting into a storage room, which I locked behind me, and started looking for something with which to block the smoke from getting in under the door. Suddenly, the fire was gone, and I could leave the storage room. I had burns on my legs and arms and I walked around the hospital trying to find House [because, of course, who *else* would I let treat me], and also telling everyone I knew that the fireman was the one who started the fire.
I finally found House, and he insisted on checking on my burns right there. Which meant that I was nearly naked in a lobby as he told me I had second-degree burns and needed ointment. Which he then told me he would apply in his office.
I got naked on House's couch. And got kissed.* What'd you do last night?
*Yeah, I'm still aware it was a dream. Doesn't make it any less fun for me.
I was an attorney, and as I was trying to help someone with some legal thing, a guy that I apparently knew ran over and insisted on talking to me. He was a fireman, and he told me that he was going to burn down the hospital. Before I can say anything, he yells for everyone to get down and an explosion goes off, which catches everything on fire. I try to turn away, and end up getting into a storage room, which I locked behind me, and started looking for something with which to block the smoke from getting in under the door. Suddenly, the fire was gone, and I could leave the storage room. I had burns on my legs and arms and I walked around the hospital trying to find House [because, of course, who *else* would I let treat me], and also telling everyone I knew that the fireman was the one who started the fire.
I finally found House, and he insisted on checking on my burns right there. Which meant that I was nearly naked in a lobby as he told me I had second-degree burns and needed ointment. Which he then told me he would apply in his office.
I got naked on House's couch. And got kissed.* What'd you do last night?
*Yeah, I'm still aware it was a dream. Doesn't make it any less fun for me.
