If there’s one thing that he’s
exceedingly good at, drinking
aside, it’s pissing Enjolras off.
One could even say that he has
a talent for it, because half the
time he doesn’t even try all that
hard.“And now we’re shifting the
goalposts and dropping the
subject, which I guess means
that I won the argument. Huh.
Victory is sweet, I guess.”
:: { ℑ⋅ℇ } ─ ─ ─ ::
"Think what you like, Grantaire.
It’s exceedingly clear they’re of
LITTLE use to me.“
( Petty, Enjolras. )
But did you ever expect a
single conversation to end on
high note? Between them?
Lofty dreams. The drop is a high one.