"Well excuuuuse me." For A Little Drabble Do Ya!

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It was serene in Central Park; the weather was warm and sunny. The leaves of gold and red were still on the trees, but a slight breeze would make a few drift to the ground.

Napoleon sat on a bench, talking away as he’d just finished eating his dirty water hot dog with satisfaction.

“Would that it stayed like this,” he said to Illya.”Indian summer is marvelous, isn’t it?”

Illya was nodding off and promptly sneezed.

“Gesundheit. You have a cold?”

“No, just some allergies.”

“I’m afraid to ask, but to what are you allergic?”

“You... keeping me awake.”

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Very droll, and Illya...an ultimate compliment. Thank you! :D