Framed - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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“Are you saying that you don’t like it?”

“It is not really my style.  You understand, yes?.”

“No.  I mean, maybe.  Why?  I don’t understand why you don’t like it.”

“I told you, it is not a matter of liking it or not liking it.

The blond head dropped forward, his artistic aesthetic suddenly not worth the cost of his friend’s fragile ego.  Illya believed one should never discourage creativity.

“Napoleon, my friend, you honor me, and I would be happy to hang your painting on my wall.”

The wall of my closet, but a wall nonetheless.

“Gee, thanks Illya.”