#alavolontedupeuple

[text] Lots of coffee, aspirin, romcoms, and cuddles whenever applicable

[text] wait

      Courfeyrac wasn't one to smoke, normally, but god could he use one right then.

      It hadn't been his idea, originally, to do this. But Enjolras had made a point of saying that he was the best one among them when it came to gaining people's trust, in talking to them, and he would be the best candidate to try and infiltrate the german forces that were currently settling into their city. And he was terrified, naturally, but he was also willing to do whatever he had to to get the information they would need, he and Enjolras  and all the rest of their friends that were trying to find a way to end this way, as quickly as possible, and set their country free again.

      That didn't mean he wasn't shaking as he headed home, checking behind himself constantly to make sure he wasn't being followed or anything, nearly bumping into Enjolras who, despite having said he wouldn't be, was waiting nearby and trying to look surreptitious. He sighed in relief, glancing back over his shoulder one last time before he grabbed onto his sleeve for a moment, but didn't stop,w anting to get to the cafe, to get inside.

To: Enjolras. From: R. Subject: Your poster designs are done. Attachment(s): 3.