My comment to an entry 'The six word challenge.' by spikesgirl58
Napoleon held the communication pen with familiarity sitting at the Tea House Grill’s Bar. The place was decorated in deep red textured walls and carpeting. Italian cuisine made him hungry. Had 15 years truly gone by when Napoleon literally ran into him!? Little detail would he share about this newest threat fearing Illya could claim unavailability. Ideally this habitual haunt would trigger compelling reminders of Thrush dropping in looking for trouble. With effort he looked away from troubled focus with purpose in mind. Just as Illya entered disoriented by sunlight changing into darkness. Napoleon was first to smile!
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