a/n : i am sorry for how long it took me to write
another chapter i just forgot about this fic but
here is another chapter
and yes i am sure that Amsterdam is not like this
but in this fic Amsterdam is like it is in a lot
of movies.
“oooh my good I am not sleeping on that”
Cuddy alisema when she walked in to the room
and saw the single bed, it was an old bedcot.
“well i of course cant because of my leg so…”
House alisema and looked at wilson
“fine i´ll sleep there“ wilson alisema frustrated.
After they had changed into other clothes,, of
course in private they all went downstairs for
the first lecture. After the lecture they decided
to go for a walk and get something to eat.
“wow House now I see why wewe insisted to go on
this street” Cuddy alisema as the walked down a
mitaani, mtaa full of those houses with naked girls in
the windows.
“yeah this is awesome“ house alisema
“oooh and kwa the way Wilson wewe can thank me
later for google-ing all the best places in
Amsterdam” he whispered to Wilson.
“house!” Wilson alisema blushing
“what did he say to you?” Cuddy asked curios
about what House alisema to Wilson to make him blush
like that.
“nothing just man stuff” House alisema before Wilson
could say anything.
another chapter i just forgot about this fic but
here is another chapter
and yes i am sure that Amsterdam is not like this
but in this fic Amsterdam is like it is in a lot
of movies.
“oooh my good I am not sleeping on that”
Cuddy alisema when she walked in to the room
and saw the single bed, it was an old bedcot.
“well i of course cant because of my leg so…”
House alisema and looked at wilson
“fine i´ll sleep there“ wilson alisema frustrated.
After they had changed into other clothes,, of
course in private they all went downstairs for
the first lecture. After the lecture they decided
to go for a walk and get something to eat.
“wow House now I see why wewe insisted to go on
this street” Cuddy alisema as the walked down a
mitaani, mtaa full of those houses with naked girls in
the windows.
“yeah this is awesome“ house alisema
“oooh and kwa the way Wilson wewe can thank me
later for google-ing all the best places in
Amsterdam” he whispered to Wilson.
“house!” Wilson alisema blushing
“what did he say to you?” Cuddy asked curios
about what House alisema to Wilson to make him blush
like that.
“nothing just man stuff” House alisema before Wilson
could say anything.
When does upendo become something we need, rather than something we want? upendo was seen as something special a long time ago. Now upendo is what we are expected to have with us everyday of our lives. upendo is common currency when wewe are a teenager, but turns to worthless pennies the older wewe get. Do we not care about the substance of what upendo was and not what it has been made into today kwa commercialisation from American sinema and televisheni commercials and soap operas? Only when we experience upendo for real, can we maoni and judge others who are in Love. upendo means something different to everyone. Not two people’s feeling of upendo is the same. Why do we generalize, rationalize and compartmentalize Love? upendo is and will continue to be an enigma. Only a handful of people will ever unlock it and witness its true beauty and essence. The essence we all crave.
Love.
Love.