Courfeyrac !

Psst!!

Seeing his dear friend looking like a sad dog in a cage, Courf couldn’t help but smile faintly in sympathy.

With Eponine leaving not so long ago, Marius hadn’t expected to hear another voice soon after. As he saw Courf, his face lit up.

Courf! I- How’d you get in??

Without thinking, Courf reached between the bars to carefully touch Marius’ cheek. It was relieving to see him alive and well. He hadn’t known what to expect.

He stared in silence for a moment, then removed his hand to lightly hit Marius on the head.

He fell silent at the familiar touch. He couldn’t help but sort of.. miss it? It’d been far too long since he’d been home.

I.. Ouch!-

It didn’t hurt, but god forbid he be dramatic for once.

I’m sorry! I hadn’t meant to be arrested! A formal apology somehow spiraled into- well. This. ..But now that you’re here, Cosette should be paying bail upfront, right?

His face slightly reddened at uttering Cosette’s name.

..Yeah. She is. Way to spoil the surprise.

He had been hoping to keep Marius oblivious for as long as possible. Oh well.

Marius chuckled, a sheepish smile now plastered on his face.

Getting me out? I’m not sure how you plan to do that since. Well..

He adjusted his grip on the bars of the cell, a small reminder that this cell was in fact still there and solid as ever.

They weren’t hard to snatch. Although, I don’t intend on making a habit of stealing from the police.

He looked through the keys for a moment and frowned slightly. He hadn’t a clue of which was the correct one, nor did he know how much time he had to figure it out.

Of course you have them..

He sighed, laying his head against the bars. He couldn’t expect any less from his friend. However, it was a plan. More than Marius had.

Still! This is- I- illegal! Crime with crime?? I mean we went to law school! ..But, if there’s no other way out then I guess you should start trying every key..

That being said, Courfeyrac began the painstaking process of testing each key on the cell’s lock. He constantly glanced over his shoulder and down both sides of the hall out of fear someone would see them.

Stupid lock. Why won’t it just-

Finally, the lock clicked. He finally found the right key! Sighing in relief, he attempted to push it open. It didn’t budge easily, causing him to use his entire body to push it open. It swung backwards towards Marius with a loud creak and caused Courf instant panic.

Marius sighed, if bail were truly allowed then he would’ve been face to face with his beloved Cosette already. Courf had a point, it was now or never.

Oh thank god, you found it!

Halfway through the many keys, he had moved to stand closer to the door. To just his luck, this put him right in front it.

Past the thud of his face colliding with the door, he couldn’t hear much besides his own yelp of pain. He let out a groan as he reached for his now-bleeding nose.

Oh god. Sorry- Here..

He patted himself down in hopes of finding something in one of his pockets. Eventually, he came upon a handkerchief and held it out to Marius.

This is why we don’t stand in front of heavy doors!

That was hardly my fault!..

He falls silent as another voice fills the hall. His gaze flickers between where the main office is and his friend, a worried look on his face.

Courfeyrac froze. A voice from down the hall in some nearby room. A voice Courf very strongly disliked hearing.

..We need to get out of here.

He scanned the hall, listening in silence. No immediate footsteps or sign of anyone on either side. But who was to say how long that would last? How much time did they have to come up with a plan?

As Courf began to walk off, Marius followed. It was only leaving the building unseen that they’d have to worry about now. Well. That’s what he had thought until a certain mademoiselle crossed his mind. He halted to a stop, turning towards the main office.

Courf- Stop! How will Cosette know you’ve freed me? We have to give her a sign or- well- something!

He returned down the hall, dangerously encroaching on the hound’s territory. He only needed to grab Cosette’s attention..

Courf! Come on!

Marius- Marius, what are you— Oh my god.

He sighed in exasperation. After a moment of contemplation, he followed after Marius. He couldn’t let this fool get himself caught. He briefly poked his head in as well, then stepped away to rummage through his pockets.

Hold on,

Marius watched as his friend threw the wrapper.

What if he sees that instead! I don’t take the inspector for much of a pastries person with wrappers in his coat..

With not much other option and a desire to leave soon, Marius decided to do something that was questionable, but felt like it’d work in the moment.

Courf.. you may not like what I’m about to do..

He moved to where he now stood in the doorway, gesturing and flailing his arms. A bit obvious, but.. yeah.

Psst.. Pssst!!!

Courfeyrac hissed, whispering as loudly as possible without completely giving them away. What the hell was he thinking?! Was he trying to get them caught?! The wrapper was one thing, but standing in the doorway flailing his arms?? Christ.

He glanced into the office. There was another man now, one Courf didn’t recognize. Strange, but he was keeping Javert occupied. Perhaps that left more time to catch Cosette’s attention. But of course, a plan could never go so smoothly for the two of them. The next thing he knew, Javert and the man were headed in their direction.

Courfeyrac grabbed Marius by the shoulders and yanked him out of the doorway with a glare.

We need to go. Right now. Come on!

Psst!!

Seeing his dear friend looking like a sad dog in a cage, Courf couldn’t help but smile faintly in sympathy.

With Eponine leaving not so long ago, Marius hadn’t expected to hear another voice soon after. As he saw Courf, his face lit up.

Courf! I- How’d you get in??

Without thinking, Courf reached between the bars to carefully touch Marius’ cheek. It was relieving to see him alive and well. He hadn’t known what to expect.

He stared in silence for a moment, then removed his hand to lightly hit Marius on the head.

He fell silent at the familiar touch. He couldn’t help but sort of.. miss it? It’d been far too long since he’d been home.

I.. Ouch!-

It didn’t hurt, but god forbid he be dramatic for once.

I’m sorry! I hadn’t meant to be arrested! A formal apology somehow spiraled into- well. This. ..But now that you’re here, Cosette should be paying bail upfront, right?

His face slightly reddened at uttering Cosette’s name.

..Yeah. She is. Way to spoil the surprise.

He had been hoping to keep Marius oblivious for as long as possible. Oh well.

Marius chuckled, a sheepish smile now plastered on his face.

Getting me out? I’m not sure how you plan to do that since. Well..

He adjusted his grip on the bars of the cell, a small reminder that this cell was in fact still there and solid as ever.

They weren’t hard to snatch. Although, I don’t intend on making a habit of stealing from the police.

He looked through the keys for a moment and frowned slightly. He hadn’t a clue of which was the correct one, nor did he know how much time he had to figure it out.

Of course you have them..

He sighed, laying his head against the bars. He couldn’t expect any less from his friend. However, it was a plan. More than Marius had.

Still! This is- I- illegal! Crime with crime?? I mean we went to law school! ..But, if there’s no other way out then I guess you should start trying every key..

That being said, Courfeyrac began the painstaking process of testing each key on the cell’s lock. He constantly glanced over his shoulder and down both sides of the hall out of fear someone would see them.

Stupid lock. Why won’t it just-

Finally, the lock clicked. He finally found the right key! Sighing in relief, he attempted to push it open. It didn’t budge easily, causing him to use his entire body to push it open. It swung backwards towards Marius with a loud creak and caused Courf instant panic.

Marius sighed, if bail were truly allowed then he would’ve been face to face with his beloved Cosette already. Courf had a point, it was now or never.

Oh thank god, you found it!

Halfway through the many keys, he had moved to stand closer to the door. To just his luck, this put him right in front it.

Past the thud of his face colliding with the door, he couldn’t hear much besides his own yelp of pain. He let out a groan as he reached for his now-bleeding nose.

Oh god. Sorry- Here..

He patted himself down in hopes of finding something in one of his pockets. Eventually, he came upon a handkerchief and held it out to Marius.

This is why we don’t stand in front of heavy doors!

That was hardly my fault!..

He falls silent as another voice fills the hall. His gaze flickers between where the main office is and his friend, a worried look on his face.

Courfeyrac froze. A voice from down the hall in some nearby room. A voice Courf very strongly disliked hearing.

..We need to get out of here.

He scanned the hall, listening in silence. No immediate footsteps or sign of anyone on either side. But who was to say how long that would last? How much time did they have to come up with a plan?

As Courf began to walk off, Marius followed. It was only leaving the building unseen that they’d have to worry about now. Well. That’s what he had thought until a certain mademoiselle crossed his mind. He halted to a stop, turning towards the main office.

Courf- Stop! How will Cosette know you’ve freed me? We have to give her a sign or- well- something!

He returned down the hall, dangerously encroaching on the hound’s territory. He only needed to grab Cosette’s attention..

Courf! Come on!

Marius- Marius, what are you— Oh my god.

He sighed in exasperation. After a moment of contemplation, he followed after Marius. He couldn’t let this fool get himself caught. He briefly poked his head in as well, then stepped away to rummage through his pockets.

Hold on,

Psst!!

Seeing his dear friend looking like a sad dog in a cage, Courf couldn’t help but smile faintly in sympathy.

With Eponine leaving not so long ago, Marius hadn’t expected to hear another voice soon after. As he saw Courf, his face lit up.

Courf! I- How’d you get in??

Without thinking, Courf reached between the bars to carefully touch Marius’ cheek. It was relieving to see him alive and well. He hadn’t known what to expect.

He stared in silence for a moment, then removed his hand to lightly hit Marius on the head.

He fell silent at the familiar touch. He couldn’t help but sort of.. miss it? It’d been far too long since he’d been home.

I.. Ouch!-

It didn’t hurt, but god forbid he be dramatic for once.

I’m sorry! I hadn’t meant to be arrested! A formal apology somehow spiraled into- well. This. ..But now that you’re here, Cosette should be paying bail upfront, right?

His face slightly reddened at uttering Cosette’s name.

..Yeah. She is. Way to spoil the surprise.

He had been hoping to keep Marius oblivious for as long as possible. Oh well.

Marius chuckled, a sheepish smile now plastered on his face.

Getting me out? I’m not sure how you plan to do that since. Well..

He adjusted his grip on the bars of the cell, a small reminder that this cell was in fact still there and solid as ever.

They weren’t hard to snatch. Although, I don’t intend on making a habit of stealing from the police.

He looked through the keys for a moment and frowned slightly. He hadn’t a clue of which was the correct one, nor did he know how much time he had to figure it out.

Of course you have them..

He sighed, laying his head against the bars. He couldn’t expect any less from his friend. However, it was a plan. More than Marius had.

Still! This is- I- illegal! Crime with crime?? I mean we went to law school! ..But, if there’s no other way out then I guess you should start trying every key..

That being said, Courfeyrac began the painstaking process of testing each key on the cell’s lock. He constantly glanced over his shoulder and down both sides of the hall out of fear someone would see them.

Stupid lock. Why won’t it just-

Finally, the lock clicked. He finally found the right key! Sighing in relief, he attempted to push it open. It didn’t budge easily, causing him to use his entire body to push it open. It swung backwards towards Marius with a loud creak and caused Courf instant panic.

Marius sighed, if bail were truly allowed then he would’ve been face to face with his beloved Cosette already. Courf had a point, it was now or never.

Oh thank god, you found it!

Halfway through the many keys, he had moved to stand closer to the door. To just his luck, this put him right in front it.

Past the thud of his face colliding with the door, he couldn’t hear much besides his own yelp of pain. He let out a groan as he reached for his now-bleeding nose.

Oh god. Sorry- Here..

He patted himself down in hopes of finding something in one of his pockets. Eventually, he came upon a handkerchief and held it out to Marius.

This is why we don’t stand in front of heavy doors!

That was hardly my fault!..

He falls silent as another voice fills the hall. His gaze flickers between where the main office is and his friend, a worried look on his face.

Courfeyrac froze. A voice from down the hall in some nearby room. A voice Courf very strongly disliked hearing.

..We need to get out of here.

He scanned the hall, listening in silence. No immediate footsteps or sign of anyone on either side. But who was to say how long that would last? How much time did they have to come up with a plan?

Psst!!

Seeing his dear friend looking like a sad dog in a cage, Courf couldn’t help but smile faintly in sympathy.

With Eponine leaving not so long ago, Marius hadn’t expected to hear another voice soon after. As he saw Courf, his face lit up.

Courf! I- How’d you get in??

Without thinking, Courf reached between the bars to carefully touch Marius’ cheek. It was relieving to see him alive and well. He hadn’t known what to expect.

He stared in silence for a moment, then removed his hand to lightly hit Marius on the head.

He fell silent at the familiar touch. He couldn’t help but sort of.. miss it? It’d been far too long since he’d been home.

I.. Ouch!-

It didn’t hurt, but god forbid he be dramatic for once.

I’m sorry! I hadn’t meant to be arrested! A formal apology somehow spiraled into- well. This. ..But now that you’re here, Cosette should be paying bail upfront, right?

His face slightly reddened at uttering Cosette’s name.

..Yeah. She is. Way to spoil the surprise.

He had been hoping to keep Marius oblivious for as long as possible. Oh well.

Marius chuckled, a sheepish smile now plastered on his face.

Getting me out? I’m not sure how you plan to do that since. Well..

He adjusted his grip on the bars of the cell, a small reminder that this cell was in fact still there and solid as ever.

They weren’t hard to snatch. Although, I don’t intend on making a habit of stealing from the police.

He looked through the keys for a moment and frowned slightly. He hadn’t a clue of which was the correct one, nor did he know how much time he had to figure it out.

Of course you have them..

He sighed, laying his head against the bars. He couldn’t expect any less from his friend. However, it was a plan. More than Marius had.

Still! This is- I- illegal! Crime with crime?? I mean we went to law school! ..But, if there’s no other way out then I guess you should start trying every key..

That being said, Courfeyrac began the painstaking process of testing each key on the cell’s lock. He constantly glanced over his shoulder and down both sides of the hall out of fear someone would see them.

Stupid lock. Why won’t it just-

Finally, the lock clicked. He finally found the right key! Sighing in relief, he attempted to push it open. It didn’t budge easily, causing him to use his entire body to push it open. It swung backwards towards Marius with a loud creak and caused Courf instant panic.

Marius sighed, if bail were truly allowed then he would’ve been face to face with his beloved Cosette already. Courf had a point, it was now or never.

Oh thank god, you found it!

Halfway through the many keys, he had moved to stand closer to the door. To just his luck, this put him right in front it.

Past the thud of his face colliding with the door, he couldn’t hear much besides his own yelp of pain. He let out a groan as he reached for his now-bleeding nose.

Oh god. Sorry- Here..

He patted himself down in hopes of finding something in one of his pockets. Eventually, he came upon a handkerchief and held it out to Marius.

This is why we don’t stand in front of heavy doors!

Psst!!

Seeing his dear friend looking like a sad dog in a cage, Courf couldn’t help but smile faintly in sympathy.

With Eponine leaving not so long ago, Marius hadn’t expected to hear another voice soon after. As he saw Courf, his face lit up.

Courf! I- How’d you get in??

Without thinking, Courf reached between the bars to carefully touch Marius’ cheek. It was relieving to see him alive and well. He hadn’t known what to expect.

He stared in silence for a moment, then removed his hand to lightly hit Marius on the head.

He fell silent at the familiar touch. He couldn’t help but sort of.. miss it? It’d been far too long since he’d been home.

I.. Ouch!-

It didn’t hurt, but god forbid he be dramatic for once.

I’m sorry! I hadn’t meant to be arrested! A formal apology somehow spiraled into- well. This. ..But now that you’re here, Cosette should be paying bail upfront, right?

His face slightly reddened at uttering Cosette’s name.

..Yeah. She is. Way to spoil the surprise.

He had been hoping to keep Marius oblivious for as long as possible. Oh well.

Marius chuckled, a sheepish smile now plastered on his face.

Getting me out? I’m not sure how you plan to do that since. Well..

He adjusted his grip on the bars of the cell, a small reminder that this cell was in fact still there and solid as ever.

They weren’t hard to snatch. Although, I don’t intend on making a habit of stealing from the police.

He looked through the keys for a moment and frowned slightly. He hadn’t a clue of which was the correct one, nor did he know how much time he had to figure it out.

Of course you have them..

He sighed, laying his head against the bars. He couldn’t expect any less from his friend. However, it was a plan. More than Marius had.

Still! This is- I- illegal! Crime with crime?? I mean we went to law school! ..But, if there’s no other way out then I guess you should start trying every key..

That being said, Courfeyrac began the painstaking process of testing each key on the cell’s lock. He constantly glanced over his shoulder and down both sides of the hall out of fear someone would see them.

Stupid lock. Why won’t it just-

Finally, the lock clicked. He finally found the right key! Sighing in relief, he attempted to push it open. It didn’t budge easily, causing him to use his entire body to push it open. It swung backwards towards Marius with a loud creak and caused Courf instant panic.

Psst!!

Seeing his dear friend looking like a sad dog in a cage, Courf couldn’t help but smile faintly in sympathy.

With Eponine leaving not so long ago, Marius hadn’t expected to hear another voice soon after. As he saw Courf, his face lit up.

Courf! I- How’d you get in??

Without thinking, Courf reached between the bars to carefully touch Marius’ cheek. It was relieving to see him alive and well. He hadn’t known what to expect.

He stared in silence for a moment, then removed his hand to lightly hit Marius on the head.

He fell silent at the familiar touch. He couldn’t help but sort of.. miss it? It’d been far too long since he’d been home.

I.. Ouch!-

It didn’t hurt, but god forbid he be dramatic for once.

I’m sorry! I hadn’t meant to be arrested! A formal apology somehow spiraled into- well. This. ..But now that you’re here, Cosette should be paying bail upfront, right?

His face slightly reddened at uttering Cosette’s name.

..Yeah. She is. Way to spoil the surprise.

He had been hoping to keep Marius oblivious for as long as possible. Oh well.

Marius chuckled, a sheepish smile now plastered on his face.

Getting me out? I’m not sure how you plan to do that since. Well..

He adjusted his grip on the bars of the cell, a small reminder that this cell was in fact still there and solid as ever.

They weren’t hard to snatch. Although, I don’t intend on making a habit of stealing from the police.

He looked through the keys for a moment and frowned slightly. He hadn’t a clue of which was the correct one, nor did he know how much time he had to figure it out.

Psst!!

Seeing his dear friend looking like a sad dog in a cage, Courf couldn’t help but smile faintly in sympathy.

With Eponine leaving not so long ago, Marius hadn’t expected to hear another voice soon after. As he saw Courf, his face lit up.

Courf! I- How’d you get in??

Without thinking, Courf reached between the bars to carefully touch Marius’ cheek. It was relieving to see him alive and well. He hadn’t known what to expect.

He stared in silence for a moment, then removed his hand to lightly hit Marius on the head.

He fell silent at the familiar touch. He couldn’t help but sort of.. miss it? It’d been far too long since he’d been home.

I.. Ouch!-

It didn’t hurt, but god forbid he be dramatic for once.

I’m sorry! I hadn’t meant to be arrested! A formal apology somehow spiraled into- well. This. ..But now that you’re here, Cosette should be paying bail upfront, right?

His face slightly reddened at uttering Cosette’s name.

..Yeah. She is. Way to spoil the surprise.

He had been hoping to keep Marius oblivious for as long as possible. Oh well.

Psst!!

Seeing his dear friend looking like a sad dog in a cage, Courf couldn’t help but smile faintly in sympathy.

With Eponine leaving not so long ago, Marius hadn’t expected to hear another voice soon after. As he saw Courf, his face lit up.

Courf! I- How’d you get in??

Without thinking, Courf reached between the bars to carefully touch Marius’ cheek. It was relieving to see him alive and well. He hadn’t known what to expect.

He stared in silence for a moment, then removed his hand to lightly hit Marius on the head.

I pray her father isn’t the one to answer,

He murmured, finally bringing himself to knock.

Cosette opened the door, a bit surprised to see someone she was unfamiliar with. Nevertheless, she gave him a smile.

Good afternoon, mademoiselle. Um- No, I’m not.

He smiled awkwardly as he bowed in greeting.

No. She could do this. Besides, she had a knife in her pocket if anything did go wrong. And she could scream loudly. That would probably get Papa or Javert to come quickly.

She very briefly considered lying about her name, but her curiosity won out over her caution.

Yes. I am Cosette.

Name’s Courfeyrac. I’m a friend of Marius’, if you recall him.

He knew little about this woman aside from his friend being head over heels. Who was to say she had only Marius in her life? Not that he could judge..

Courfeyrac shifted awkwardly, realizing he would have to explain everything.

She looked at Courfeyrac curiously.

Why are you telling me this, though? Don’t you have lots of people who can help? That’s what your whole cause is, is it not?

Courfeyrac left it at that for a moment. Then, upon realizing how awful of a first impression it was to say he was arrested, he added,

Not for anything bad-! All I did was protest and pass out flyers.

Courf cleared his throat.

And so you thought of me?

Courf snorted in amusement at the thought.

But, considering you were one of the most likely people to be willing to help our poor Marius, yes.

Courfeyrac adjusted his tie before continuing,

Are you expecting something to go wrong? I mean, I absolutely want to help Marius any way I can, I just worry.

Courf paused briefly. Marius was fine. He had to be..

Courf turned and began walking, pausing to make sure Cosette was at his side. After exiting through the gate, he sighed.

Of course! I do care about him.

Was it too early to say that she cared about him? They hadn’t spoken much yet.

And I worry about him. It must be awful, knowing what happened to him and being unable to do anything about it.

We had a class together, blah blah. I kept nagging him and that lead to our friendship. We’re currently roommates.

He shoved his hands into his pockets as they walked.

Anyway, he came to my garden and we spoke for some time. He really is a beautiful man, and I’m glad he found me.

She smiled at the memory.

He did say we could talk again soon. I will admit I was not expecting a prison break for our second meeting.

Murmured Courfeyrac, smiling faintly just at the thought of that freckled face. Upon catching himself, he forced his expression to be neutral once more and cleared his throat.

I’m sure he’ll be pleasantly surprised to see you. I don’t think anyone would expect their second time meeting to be a jailbreak.

He fell silent again for a moment after glancing Cosette’s way. He may have envied her, but Marius wasn’t his. How could he call himself his best friend if he wanted his love life to fail?

Well, it may not be a perfect second meeting, but I will be happy to see him regardless. And we’ll find another way to meet for the time after this.

She frowned suddenly.

Courfeyrac laughed quietly. Marius had a habit of putting things off. He would absolutely wait to see Cosette again simply due to his nerves.

They arrived at the jail and Cosette took a deep breath to calm herself. She was nervous, but ready to get Marius back.

Upon reaching the jail, Courf looked up and studied the building. He prayed this would go smoothly. The last thing the revolution needed was to get into more trouble.

Mm. Ready as I’ll ever be.

He sighed, pulling his hands out of his pockets as he looked at Cosette.

I pray her father isn’t the one to answer,

He murmured, finally bringing himself to knock.

Cosette opened the door, a bit surprised to see someone she was unfamiliar with. Nevertheless, she gave him a smile.

Good afternoon, mademoiselle. Um- No, I’m not.

He smiled awkwardly as he bowed in greeting.

No. She could do this. Besides, she had a knife in her pocket if anything did go wrong. And she could scream loudly. That would probably get Papa or Javert to come quickly.

She very briefly considered lying about her name, but her curiosity won out over her caution.

Yes. I am Cosette.

Name’s Courfeyrac. I’m a friend of Marius’, if you recall him.

He knew little about this woman aside from his friend being head over heels. Who was to say she had only Marius in her life? Not that he could judge..

Courfeyrac shifted awkwardly, realizing he would have to explain everything.

She looked at Courfeyrac curiously.

Why are you telling me this, though? Don’t you have lots of people who can help? That’s what your whole cause is, is it not?

Courfeyrac left it at that for a moment. Then, upon realizing how awful of a first impression it was to say he was arrested, he added,

Not for anything bad-! All I did was protest and pass out flyers.

Courf cleared his throat.

And so you thought of me?

Courf snorted in amusement at the thought.

But, considering you were one of the most likely people to be willing to help our poor Marius, yes.

Courfeyrac adjusted his tie before continuing,

Are you expecting something to go wrong? I mean, I absolutely want to help Marius any way I can, I just worry.

Courf paused briefly. Marius was fine. He had to be..

Courf turned and began walking, pausing to make sure Cosette was at his side. After exiting through the gate, he sighed.

Of course! I do care about him.

Was it too early to say that she cared about him? They hadn’t spoken much yet.

And I worry about him. It must be awful, knowing what happened to him and being unable to do anything about it.

We had a class together, blah blah. I kept nagging him and that lead to our friendship. We’re currently roommates.

He shoved his hands into his pockets as they walked.

Anyway, he came to my garden and we spoke for some time. He really is a beautiful man, and I’m glad he found me.

She smiled at the memory.

He did say we could talk again soon. I will admit I was not expecting a prison break for our second meeting.

Murmured Courfeyrac, smiling faintly just at the thought of that freckled face. Upon catching himself, he forced his expression to be neutral once more and cleared his throat.

I’m sure he’ll be pleasantly surprised to see you. I don’t think anyone would expect their second time meeting to be a jailbreak.

He fell silent again for a moment after glancing Cosette’s way. He may have envied her, but Marius wasn’t his. How could he call himself his best friend if he wanted his love life to fail?

Well, it may not be a perfect second meeting, but I will be happy to see him regardless. And we’ll find another way to meet for the time after this.

She frowned suddenly.

Courfeyrac laughed quietly. Marius had a habit of putting things off. He would absolutely wait to see Cosette again simply due to his nerves.

They arrived at the jail and Cosette took a deep breath to calm herself. She was nervous, but ready to get Marius back.

Upon reaching the jail, Courf looked up and studied the building. He prayed this would go smoothly. The last thing the revolution needed was to get into more trouble.

Mm. Ready as I’ll ever be.

He sighed, pulling his hands out of his pockets as he looked at Cosette.