Napoleon had known seeing Marie and Suzanne in the same week would end disastrously. Still, he thought, surveying his green-paint spattered apartment, he'd never thought it would be this bad.
At least the girls had made up through agreeing what a pig he was.
He couldn't stay here tonight, the fumes were too bad.
"Open channel D please....Illya? Can I stay on your couch tonight?"
"What's in it for me?"
"The pleasure of saying I told you so. I have paint in my hair."
Silence. Then - " I will be waiting."
At least the girls had made up through agreeing what a pig he was.
He couldn't stay here tonight, the fumes were too bad.
"Open channel D please....Illya? Can I stay on your couch tonight?"
"What's in it for me?"
"The pleasure of saying I told you so. I have paint in my hair."
Silence. Then - " I will be waiting."
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