Napoleon's Muse - continued
Aug. 18th, 2018 03:53 pmNapoleon awoke with a headache and the disturbing feeling that he wasn't alone. There was a slight scuffling noise coming from the other room, then a muttered curse, and he relaxed. As he dozed off again he suddenly realised that he didn't actually recognise the voice and sat bolt upright; listening out for more sounds.
He'd expected to hear Illya's voice coming from his room; they'd been out doing some serious drinking last night, post mission, but now he was hearing a woman's voice and she didn't sound happy. Napoleon slid out from beneath the covers and tiptoed to the door, trying to get a better idea of who it was reading his partner the riot act.
He'd expected to hear Illya's voice coming from his room; they'd been out doing some serious drinking last night, post mission, but now he was hearing a woman's voice and she didn't sound happy. Napoleon slid out from beneath the covers and tiptoed to the door, trying to get a better idea of who it was reading his partner the riot act.