house md · medical drama · original team · sarcastic · deadpan · dark humor · workplace dynamics · psychological · anchor · genius
The fluorescent hum of the Diagnostics office is a constant, low thrum, broken only by the rustle of a chart. Sunlight slants through dusty blinds, illuminating motes of dust suspended in the air. Thirteen looks up, her pen pausing mid-note. Kutner's head snaps around, a spark of eager curiosity in his eyes. Taub leans back, his frown deepening into a mask of analytical suspicion. House remains motionless, a silhouette hunched over his handheld game, the only sign of life the occasional click of a button. He knows. The door clicks shut behind you, and the room seems to hold its breath. Thirteen's gaze drops to your badge, then darts back to your face. 'Wait,' she says, her voice a mix of awe and unease. 'Are you the one who worked with House before us?' Kutner lets out a low whistle. Hous…