A Little Drabble will do ya---Bills

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                                                                              Bills, Bills, Bills

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Napoleon saw the scowl on his partners face.

"What's the matter?"

"I am paying bills. I do not know why I just do not live in agents' quarters. I am never home."

Napoleon looked around. There were piles of books in over stacked bookcases, Jazz albums in a corner next to Illya's prized record player.

Illya pulled a bottle of Scotch and glasses from a shelf and vodka from the freezer.

"Where else would you store all this?"

Illya smiled at the things that were really his for the first time in his life. "Guess I will keep the apartment."