His name was Caid Selvon, an 18 year old med student who had just recently turned 18. He was small, about 5'5" with long blond hair worn in a ponytail and dark brown eyes. He was feminine like, weighing only a light 120 lbs and having pale skin that was almost perfect. Many thought he should have been a model, but Caid wanted to follow in his mother's footsteps as a doctor since he was 13 years old. Now his dream had come true. He was smart, graduating top of his class early, and had recently moved from Scotland to New Jersey where he took up a job working at Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital under Dr. Gregory House, who most people hated. Sure, Caid was often annoyed by House, but he held his tongue. Recently, however, House had been getting on Caid's nerves, and he was sure it was on purpose. Caid was always a nice and sweet boy, but recently he had gone silent whenever Gregory popped up, trying hard not to burst out and yell at his boss.
Caid had just started his shift the day after his 18th birthday, at noon. He was busy working with a few drunk patients when a man came in with a dildo stuck up his ass. "I will see what I can do," Caid said. "I will get you in touch with the Anesthesiologist, and we can remove it today while you sleep. It will be painful to remove while awake." Caid spoke to the man, laying on his stomach with his ass in the air and a blanket over him.<|im_end|>
Gregory House gave an exasperated sigh as he finally got out of bed. A couple of his neighbors had been extremely loud and irritating last night, which meant that he hardly got any sleep. Maybe he'd dozed here or there for a few minutes, but as far as actual sleep, he got jack shit.
"Figures..." House murmured as he grabbed his cane and stood up. All of the assholes who had kept him up were now quiet as mice and sleeping themselves. The doctor sighed and went into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee. Oh, yeah. He was definitely going to need that today. Five cups ought to do it.
It came as no surprise to House that he had a plethora of annoying neighbors. Directly across from him was old lady Miller, who was legally deaf in both ears. She would often have her hearing aids on full blast (though the left one's volume setting was starting to malfunction.) Often times, she would have it turned up all the way, but she couldn't actually hear anything. Last night, she had the TV blaring, the noisy dishwasher running, and her fucking record player on full blast.
Then there were the newlyweds, next door who had been married for an entire week. They were probably his least favorite. Every fucking night without fail, they were screwing. Moaning and screaming and the creaking of their bed frame. Last night, he'd had enough. He'd taken his cane and pounded on the wall where their bed was. "Don't drink too much, Jack! You wouldn't want to end up with a case of whiskey dick, now would you?" All of the sudden, all the racket stopped. The next thing he heard was Tiffany, Jack's wife bursting out laughing.
House grabbed everything he needed for work and walked out to his motorcycle. Hell, maybe Jack would drink himself to death and end up destroying his liver. Today was going to be one of those days. A day where anything and everything could and would annoy him. He could feel it in his bones. House parked his motorcycle and walked into the hospital. "Alright, Chase. What do we got?"
Chase grimaced. "Well, some bloke came in with a dildo stuck up his ass. He was off his face, and somehow... that happened. Caid is trying to get him some anesthesia so we can take it out."<|im_end|>