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    “Oh my Apollo, my wild Antinous...you’re my light, my shimmering sun...how I admire you, Apollo...your determination, your selflessness, your angelic beauty…” Grantaire waved a hand in the air for dramatic effect, but ended up hitting an amused Bahorel in the face. “I love you, Apollo.”
    “Ok, you’re done,” Eponine announced. She pushed the remaining shot glasses to the side. When Grantaire started poetically rambling about Enjolras, it was time to get the check.
    Bahorel ignored her. He leaned in close to Grantaire and whispered something in his ear. Grantaire furrowed his brow. “I don’t think so,” he said.
    Shaking his head, Bahorel gave Grantaire a reassuring smile. “If you can pull this off, I’ll pay for your drinks for the rest of the year.”
    “It’s December,” Eponine pointed out. She really should have been more concerned with what Bahorel was asking Grantaire to do. But at this point...fuck it. Nothing interesting had happened all night.

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