It didn't take long for several things to happen. In the span of a minute, the car behind them swerved around him, flipped him off, and continued on its not-so-merry way, and Foreman, whose reaction House was much more interested in, started to show signs of frustration. Sure, House had wanted to drive, but only because he knew that's what Foreman didn't want, and when Foreman had given in too easily, House knew he wouldn't feel victorious unless he succeeded in his goal despite what Foreman did. If Foreman wanted to hurry up, he'd go slow. If Foreman wanted to play nice with other drivers, he'd be a pain in the ass. Way more satisfying when he succeeded that way.
House eventually brought the car up to a normal speed, but started taking obscure roads to reach Foreman's apartment. "Nope," he said, finally answering Foreman's question. "Just need you to do what you always do." Foreman was, and always had been, challenging, and that kind of person--the kind that could push, be direct, and stand their ground--worked well with him. Professionally, in a relationship. And it was something about Foreman that made House think this wasn't such a terrible idea. Not that he was thinking about it.
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Date: 2009-03-20 04:25 am (UTC)House eventually brought the car up to a normal speed, but started taking obscure roads to reach Foreman's apartment. "Nope," he said, finally answering Foreman's question. "Just need you to do what you always do." Foreman was, and always had been, challenging, and that kind of person--the kind that could push, be direct, and stand their ground--worked well with him. Professionally, in a relationship. And it was something about Foreman that made House think this wasn't such a terrible idea. Not that he was thinking about it.