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House had spent most of Thursday feeling like an idiot. He couldn't decide if it was worse this time or last time. The truth was, he knew that last time when he was HAPPY HOUSE, it was some sort of opposite effect. This time? Not so much. He was pretty sure that everything he'd said was true on some level, just very... amplified. So he wasn't sure what was worse, the two marriage proposals, or telling the Doctor just how awesome he is.

And he hadn't seen Chase yet, but he wasn't sure he'd be able to look him in the face. Jesus. He'd practically begged him to... well. There went one more hurdle.

Then today? He'd woken up to find a ring and a note on his nightstand. He'd nearly forgotten about that. And yet it made him feel kind of... well. He needed to talk to Jack anyway. There was probably something he needed to apologize for after all that.

Luckily he didn't have to look very far. He walked out of his room and saw Jack just coming into the treehouse.