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  1. Public Bookmark 20

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    The week they open, Enjolras is sick. Things quickly go downhill from there.

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    13 Feb 2018

  2. Public Bookmark 54

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    Enjolras has been driving him slowly mad all night.

    It started as soon as Grantaire entered his flat, the party already in full swing because he's missed being the fashionable sort of late by at least half an hour. Musichetta runs up to kiss his cheek and drag him in from the cold, and Joly is on her other side telling him about something hilarious he missed, and Grantaire hears neither of them because Enjolras is across the flat ladling punch into a plastic cup for Cosette and he is wearing the most ridiculously hideous Christmas sweater that Grantaire has ever seen.

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    02 Jan 2018

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  3. Public Bookmark 3

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    Based on otp prompt- "Your OTP is standing together at the back of a group picture. Person A is really short and has to jump just to be seen. Person B, who is much taller, picks them up so that they can be in the picture."

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    20 Oct 2017

  4. Public Bookmark 2

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    It wasn't truly a problem until he's sitting on the floor of a sticky bar.

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    17 Sep 2017

  5. Public Bookmark 99

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    Enjolras and Grantaire bump into each other at SF Pride—literally—and find themselves forging an unexpected bond.


    “Well then, Apollo,” said Grantaire, sweeping out one arm to dip into a deep bow, “let me be your chariot.”

    “What?” said Enjolras, nonplussed.

    This was too easy. “I’m saying you should ride me.”

    “What?!”

    Grantaire took pity on him. “I mean if I boost you up on my shoulders, you’ll be able to get a better view.”

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    05 Aug 2017

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