❝ is that right? ❞
he drawls, eyebrow inching upwards with the
crooked slant of a smirk. with the practiced air
of an actor delivering a beloved line, he shrugs.❝ sue me. ❞
tony lives for this, he really does. these poli sci arts
kids who go into college wide-eyed and fresh-faced
wanting to change the world and having the idealism
crushed out of them. it’s a wondrous thing, and no
institution in the world is better at disenfranchising
the youth of tomorrow.❝ that is… that’s adorable. you actually believe what
you’re saying. seriously.you’re like a unicorn. ❞

:: { ℑ⋅ℇ } ─ ─ ─ ::
Enjolras doesn’t shy away from
physical violence and for a moment,
he is t e m p t e d. But if he punches
every bigoted asshole at this charity
gala, it’ll be too bloody by half– and
Courfeyrac will never let him forget it.
( he should have never agreed to
attend. Maman is the worst when she
puts her mind to it. As if he belongs here. )
"Don’t tempt me.“
It’s no less infuriating to know
that Americans are as blind to the
problems of their country as he had
expected but it’s worse coming from
those who benefit from it. These god
awful capitalists. Second generation
leeches with no care for the people
they exploit. It makes him s i c k.
”And you are perpetuating the
dehumanization of social justice.
How does that feel?“