abandoned

Courfeyrac: on it fam

Thenardier: *ambushes Jean Valjean and threatens to kidnap Cosette*

Marius:

what else are small boyfriends for, if not disguising nudity???

Valjean: an abridged history textbook that my teacher lent me and I, like a fool, forgot to return.

Javert: three years’ worth of annotated books from my English class.

Enjolras: a large bumper sticker that says ‘RESIST’. it is now pinned to the wall beside my desk.

Combeferre: an extremely beat up copy of Lord of the Rings held together by duct tape and luck.

Courfeyrac: three pairs of inexpensive but decent sunglasses found in various corners of the room.

Jehan: a large book on gemstones and their metaphysical meanings.

Feuilly: a two year old unopened can of ginger ale.

Joly: a plastic shopping bag full of assorted cough drops and nyquil.

Bahorel: a pile of unidentified wrapped pieces of gum on my desk, the flavors ranging between tropical twist to polar ice. choosing one is a game of chance and mystery.

Bossuet: three dead succulents…

Grantaire: a small container of pills that are probably adderall but possibly old antidepressants. also a bunch of mini cocktail parasols that I found shoved into the back of a drawer on my desk.

Marius: Hot Topic emo pins and patches from ninth grade.

Cosette: a half-empty jar of hand lotion. I’ve never used it. how did it come to be like this.

Eponine: one lone bike glove.

Gavroche: a tiny bottle of tabasco sauce. (around 2 in/6 cm in height)

Thenardiers: a small wooden model of a fancy car that I got at a thrift store for $2 four years ago. may or may not be haunted. 

Montparnasse: black nail polish and two butter knives that I forgot to bring back to the kitchen.

Babet: a miniature bag of marbles.

Claquesous: three painted masks. they’re very pretty, but I feel like they’re watching me.

Combeferre: You don’t even remember, do you?

Combeferre: …

Enjolras: “I was thinking how I would make the perfect American president based upon my skill set, dance ability, and blood lust.”

Courfeyrac: “All men are at least 30% attracted to me.”

Combeferre: “I grew up forging report cards. If people knew how smart I was, it would have been harder to control them.”

Bahorel: “Amateur. Always say your insults to someone’s face. No paper trail.”

Feuilly: “I worked at a sunglass kiosk at the mall for four years, so not only have I been through hell, I was assistant manager there."

Jehan: “The English language cannot fully capture the depth and complexity of my thoughts, so I’m incorporating emoji into my speech to better express myself. Winky face.”

Joly: "I'm scared of businessmen. A whole army of gray-suited Brads and Chads trying to suck my soul and redeem it for frequent flyer miles."

Bossuet: “Okay, but if you do lie, you can’t go wrong with dental emergency. Or death of a triplet. Now, that one you can use twice. Smart.”

Musichetta: “But watching Oprah have lunch with her strong female friends has taught me that it’s okay to forgive.”

Grantaire: "Nobody can ever know that we had sex, all right? I have spent years cultivating a reputation as somebody who sleeps with bike messengers or better."

Eponine: “As everyone knows, my spirit animal is nature’s greatest predator, the wolf.”

Cosette: “What? The only thing I’m not good at is modesty, because I’m great at it.”