I_wouldnt_be_one_of_them



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    Miss Gibson said, “In the spirit of truthful admission, Miss Bennet, I intend to spend some time devising the right question for you. If I may see you again?”

    Why did that sound strange? But she always sounded strange to people herself. And it was a familiar kind of strangeness, as if it were something she had heard before, only not like this.

    Mary, constrained by the principles of truth, could only admit that she would enjoy that very much.

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    The thing is, he’s had study nights and tv marathons in Chowder’s room. He’s gotten stoned in Shitty’s, and Lardo’s, crashed on Jack’s floor after a kegster, gone to Bitty’s for advice, and checked Ransom and Holster’s for ghosts. If it were anyone else’s, Nursey would at least have some indicator of what was going on, because he’d be able to recognise the decorations, the layout.

    But Derek Nurse wakes up in William Poindexter’s room and has no idea where the fuck he is.

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    03 Nov 2018

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    The nobleman stands just outside her workshop, and with the sun coming in from behind him and her eyes still aching from the brightness of the forge, Musichetta can't make out more than the shape of him. "I can make anything you want." Her chin lifts a little with pride at the words, because they're true. "What sort of armor are you looking for?"

    He steps off the street and inside where she can see the set of his shoulders and the cut of his clothes, and his face, the face that every person in the city knows, and it's all she can do not to let her jaw drop and gape at Prince Legles, standing right there before her as he says, "Something sturdy. Nothing too ornate."

    Nothing too ornate says the crown prince of the realm, and Musichetta wants to bury her face in her hands and laugh.

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    29 Sep 2018

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    Ernst, when looking back, thinks he fell in love so slowly that he didn’t realize he had until he couldn’t pull himself out. It was probably best that way, so that he didn’t overthink it. Maybe that love had doomed him but he thinks it had also been worth it.

    It started with Hanschen taking the seat behind him in their shared literature class and asked him his opinion on the Greek epic they had annotated the night before.

    “Achilles, hero or savage?” he had asked. “Were his motives pure or vengeful? I’m curious as to your opinion, I myself thought him quite the avenging angel of his lover.”

    “Briseis?” Ernst asked, confused.

    Hanschen had only laughed and said, “Patroclus.”

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    “Take all the time you need. I’ll take a quick shower,” Grantaire tells him. “Join me when you’re done,” he says, and then flushes when he realises how that sounds. “Not in the shower, I mean. In bed.”

    Enjolras’ lips quirk up, almost like he’s laughing at Grantaire.

    “That doesn’t make it any better, does it?” Grantaire laments.

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