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"I didn't mean to!" Eponine screamed, her voice growing raspy from her loud pleas. Her body shuddered violently, anticipating the beating which was inevitable for her wrongdoing. How was she to know what time of day it was? With the backbreaking labor that was forced upon her daily, her body needed rest, and she didn't purposely go against her parents' rules. If she had known how late in the day it was growing, Eponine would have forced her ragged figure to awake, and would have done her chores with haste. But it was too late now, and there was no way that she could dodge the harsh scoldings that were coming her way.

After a long struggle, Eponine gave in, and she stopped fighting the whip that was coming her way. When the elder Thenardiers had had their way with her, there were scarlet gashes scarred on her light flesh. Tears welled in her eyes as she watched her father walk away, satisfied, with a bottle of liquor in his hand and her mother on his arm. But Eponine did not cry in their presence, for that would be much worse than their torture. But she needed to let it out somehow, so with a groan of pain, she got back up and started on her way.

Holding her head up high, the brunette hurried along the cobblestone. It was imperative for her to find her only friend, Marius, who could comfort her when she desperately needed him. Knowing exactly where to find him, she walked with confidence, the pain of her wounds disappearing for a moment. Finally, her trek was over, and she arrived at the ABC cafe, where she could usually find him.

But to her dismay, Marius was nowhere in sight, and the cafe was practically deserted. Grief overcame her as she realized that he was most likely with his darling Cosette, which made her trip worthless. Exhausted, Eponine sat down on a nearby chair, gazing at the few people who were walking by. One person, in particular, caught her eye. She wanted to avoid seeing a familiar face, but it was no use, and she needed to act as normal as possible.

Somehow, entering the café in a fancy dress and a middle-aged Marquis at your heels made all the difference, as people became more prone to staring with gaping mouths. Sighing as her father chattered incessantly in her ear, Patria rolled her eyes hoping to lose him as she weaved through the crowd.

She caught the eye of her leader, moving to sit down beside him, hoping her father had either decided the café was too beneath him or he had been swept up the many people in the room. As usual, her father decided to defy her wishes, and stood like an obedient dog behind her.

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☾ : Sleep headcanon

Eponine totally is one of those people who curl up into a ball when she sleeps, but that was more developed as a habit to fit into tight spaces and keep herself warm when she began sleeping on the streets.

She also sleeps very little, and can can approximately three days on little more than an hour's sleep.

☠ : Drinking/drunk headcanon

Eponine actually tolerates alcohol remarkably well, and is rather fond of it too. She doesn't tend to drink often, mostly because she can't financially afford it, but when she gets drunk she tends to talk a lot, then falls asleep when other talk to her.

Also she is totally Grantaire's drinking buddy THIS HEADCANON REMAINS.

☼ : Childhood headcanon

Eponine has actually blocked most memories of her childhood from her memory, because she finds it far easier to imagine herself having always lived on the street than to think about the fact she lost everything.

☯ : Genderbent headcanon

Male!Eponine would probably be a lot more sullen.

He also totally wouldn't put up with Marius's shit when he realized the feelings weren't mutual.

⋆ : Sex headcanon

She's totally straight. And secretly still a virgin, shhh.

☮ : Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

Generally, she lives on the streets, unless she can manage to sneak into an empty room of an inn for the night.

☄ : Any AU headcanon (modern, school, medieval, and so on)

BASICALLY, MY RIDICULOUS SNOWBALL FIGHT AU.

♤ :  Cooking headcanon

Eponine is actually a really fantastic cook, but no one actually knows, because she doesn't get to cook often. She can pretty much throw a bunch of random ingredients together and make up a recipe and it will taste really good.

☻ : Mood headcanon

You can always tell what Eponine thinks of you by her expression and posture. To strangers she is stoic and wary, acquaintances she makes an attempt to be formal with, and with friends she is much more relaxed.