Snapshots~"Oops."
Nov. 30th, 2013 08:41 am
A knock on his door, one that Napoleon recognized instantly, made him growl under his breath. He was on the telephone enjoying a conversation with a gorgeous strawberry blonde he's met a few days ago at Penn Station.
They had drinks, flirted a lot, but an intimate little rendezvous with a bed just wasn't possible.
The telephone conversation was getting pretty steamy, bordering on phone sex, when the coded knock interrupted the mood.
"Hold on a minute Stella, there's someone at my door." He put the receiver down on the end table and rose to let his partner in.
Napoleon stared at the blond as he opened the door, noting he did not look very happy, but at the moment, the American's mind was on the woman at the other end of the telephone line.
"Illya, this really isn't a good time," he said, trying not to appear annoyed.
"Sorry, I will leave," Illya mumbled.
It was then Napoleon saw the rather large lump on his partner's head.
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