Camulus's Apartment, Thursday evening (NWS - my, that was fast)

[godinakilt]

Camulus had some mail. Which was a fairly big deal, considering no one should be sending him mail. The only problem was that this particular piece of mail happened to be a credit card bill. And, considering that some of the charges were from when he had been locked in his box of doom sarcophagus, and that he almost never used the credit card himself, he was understandably irate.

"Orlin!"