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    When Grantaire is seven, he's rescued from drowning. His life is never the same after that.

    The sea calls to Grantaire.
    It should be strange, the intensity frightening, but Grantaire can’t remember a time when it’s been different. He knows there was, but that was before and Grantaire doesn’t remember before. Not really.

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    27 Sep 2013

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    23 Sep 2013

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    "Let me come with you. It's not smart to go around fighting monsters on your own."

    "Almost all hunters work alone."

    "Doesn't make it any smarter."

    In which Enjolras is going to save the innocent masses from the things that go bump in the night, and Grantaire is definitely either a lot more or a lot less than he appears. Neither of them can quite decide which it is.

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    10 Aug 2013

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    Enjolras does not have time to deal with a new barista this morning.

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    10 Aug 2013

  5. Public Bookmark 17

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    “I waited for you,” Is all Combeferre says as Grantaire steps inside his and Eponine’s shared apartment. Combeferre’s perched on the edge of the sofa, twisting the watch on his wrist as Grantaire drips water all over the ‘Fuck Off’ mat. It’s raining outside, hard and heavy, as it has been on and off all day. He can hear the sound of it on the living room window, loud enough to mask his panting, from running through the rain to the dry, then up five flights of stairs to the apartment. He’s soaked down to his skin, moisture shining on the nape of his neck, all over his hands. Inside his back pack his sketchpads are all fucking wrecked, and though he tried his best to tuck his phone into a part where it would be dry knowing today’s luck that’s fucking ruined as well.

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    10 Aug 2013