TWO SIDES / ONE COIN

by loey / part of hiddenwashington (grantaire & jack kline)

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since  her  son  approached  her  about      the  topic ,  lisa  did  everything  she  could  to  completely  avoid  dean.    did  she  really  have  a  reason ?    no ,  but  she  didn’t  like  confrontation  despite  having  a  contradicting  personality.    she  leaned  up  against  the  bar ,  drink  sitting  in  front  of  her    —   barely  touched.    she  sighed   &   picked  up  her  drink ,  stirring  it  around  absentmindedly.    lisa  closed  her  eyes  before  lifting  the  drink  up  to  her  lips   &   taking  a  long  sip.    the  cool  alcohol  slipped  down  with  a  slight  burn  which  is  just  how  she  liked  it .    with  a  few  more  sips  of  her  drink ,  she  finally  knew  that  it  was  time  to  talk  to  dean.    she  needed  to  get  things  straight   &   to  explain  her  side.    with  a  $20  on  the  counter ,  she  left   —   not  truly  knowing  where  to  go  but  that  she  needed  to  find  dean.    dean.    the  best  night  of  her  life  dean.    a  smile  lifted  up  on  her  lips  as  her  mind  wandered  back  to  that  night.

it  wasn’t  too  long  after  she  stepped  outside  that  she  ran  into  who  she  was  looking  for.    what  a  weird  coincidence.                    “oh.    i  was  just  looking  for  you ,”                she  whispered ,  taken  aback. she tried to manage a smile   —   it  came  out  faltered   ;   flickering  in   &   out  of  happiness.    she  wished  she  could  feel  mirth  only  upon  looking  at  him.    looking  at  the  father  of  her  child.    a  person  who  she  sees  in  ben  every  single  day.

                              “do  you  have  time  to  talk ?”                she  asked ,  slipping  her  hands  in  the  back  pockets  of  her  jeans.

STARTER       :      @d-winchestcr

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confrontation  wasn’t  lisa’s  best  thing  to  deal  with      but  when  it  cam  from  her  son ?    that  was a  whole other  story .    she  fabricated  lies ,  spun  stories ,  created  a  world  based  on  a  few  fake  stories  to  help   PROTECT   him .   that’s  what  she  told  herself    every  single  day .    that  she  was  lying  to  him  to  protect  him .    what  mother  wouldn’t ?    with  a  deep  breath ,  she  gulped   --   saliva  going  down  like  sandpaper .                               ❝            uh   . . .   i  never  expected  for  you  to  find  out .    i’m  sorry ?    but ,  yes ,  dean  is  your  biological  father .    i  should’ve  told  you  sooner   &  i  know  that  that  doesn’t  help  you  get  those  years  back  but  i  did  it  to    protect  you .          ❞

CLOSED  STARTER  FOR   @wishfvlsinking     ;          for  ben

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memories  flashed  back  to  him .    him  hearing  the     words  of  his  mother  had  he  had  to  be  strong   &   that  castiel  would  protect  him .    memories  of  the  bunker   &   of  eating  nougat  for  the  first  time .    of  powers .    memories     that  conflicted     with  the  ones  he  knew   &   came  to  understand  that  were  his .    he  choked  back  sobs  as  he  found  the  nearest  wall  to  sit  down  against .     jack  was   DISTRAUGHT  ,     learning  to  come  to  terms  with  everything .    his  hands  were  shaking ,  he  could  feel  himself     spiraling  out  of  control     &   he  knew  that  when  he  did  that  something  bad  was  going  to  happen .    the  nephilim  couldn’t  tell  what   EXACTLY   but  he  knew  that  it  did  always  happen .

                              there  was  one  person  his  panicked  brain  could  think  of .    sam .    he  needed  sam .     he  needed  the  one  who  he  knew  could  make  him  calm  down     --     who  could  make  him  feel  some  sort  of  form  of  stability .    jack  pulled  out  his  phone  from  his  pocket ,  the  screen  blurred  from  the  tears  that     clouded  his  vision .    thank  god  he  still  could  recall  his  phone  number  quickly .    after  a  few  tries  he  was  able  to  finally  press  the  dial  button   &   bring  the  phone  up  to  his  ear .

please  pick  up .    please ,  sam .    please ,  please ,  please .    he  pleaded ,  tears  flowing  now .    memories  still  were  flashing ,  opening  up  some  wounds     he  never  even  knew  he  had .    he  couldn’t  breath ,  his  chest  was  tight  as  he  went  deeper  into  his  panic  attack .    he  heard  the  ring   STOP   &   the  voice  of  sam  answering .

❝        sam  ?    sam ,  it’s  -  it’s  me .    it’s     j - jack .   i  need  you .    please .   i  remem  -  remember  everything .   i  don’t     --     i  don’t .        ❞               a     deep  breath     as  he  tried  to  calm  himself .               ❝      i  think  -  i  think  i’m  behind  a  cafe  ?    i  can’t  breathe .    h  -  help .      ❞               he  did  his  best  to  speak  clearly  but  the  harder  he  tried ,  the   HARDER   it  was  for  him .    he  just  needed  sam .    sam  can  fix  anything .                    /                    @thestanfordmoose      :+)

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WISHFVLSINKING.

ben had been surprised when dean had texted him during the storm, mentioning that his mother was there. it was a bit of a shock because after all this time, she was finally here. he was feeling both relieved and a little anxious. especially now with everything that he knew. sighing, he spotted the familiar woman, slowly walking up to her. “hey mom.” smiling softly, he approached her cautiously because he wasn’t sure how she’d react to all of this. and he had no idea what her and dean had been talking about and if that even went well.

lisa  knew ,  somewhat ,  that  her  son  was  safe   &   inside  some  place  with  other  people .    at  least  she  knew  that  he  wasn’t  out  in  this     awful  weather     &   with  others .    she   WISHED   that  she  could  hold  him      --      to  tell  him  that  it  would  be  alright  just  as  she     would  always  say  when  things  got  tough .    she  wanted  to  be  with  him .    it  was  all  stressful   &   confusing  as  to   HOW   she  got  here   &   why .    she  turned  when  she  heard  the  voice  that  she     would  know  anywhere .    breath  caught  in  her  throat  as  she  stared  at  her  son .               ❝      ben ,      ❞                she  said ,  letting  her  breath  go .    lisa  walked  over  to  him   &   wrapped  her  arms  around  him ,  enveloping  him  in  a  hug .    he  was  safe .    she  could  breathe .    once  she  pulled  back ,  a  smile  tugged  her  mouth  upwards .               ❝      when  did  you  get  so  tall  ?    i’ve  missed  everything .      ❞               that  was  the  only  downfall  she  could  find  at  the  moment .    her  baby  boy  wasn’t  a  baby  anymore .

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she  didn’t  like  her  new  surroundings  .     lisa  was  confused  ,   shocked  ,   &   scared  .     she  didn’t  know  where  ben  was  nor  where  she  was   EXACTLY  .     her     mom  instincts  kicked  in      &   she  went  into     panic  mode  ,   worried  about  her  son  .     this  was  about  the  time  she  realized  that  she  was   FREEZING  .    she  wrapped  her  arms  around  her  ,   the     wind  whipping  her  hair  ,   snow  stinging  her  face .    looking  about  her  ,   she  found  the  nearest  building   &   decided  it  would  be  the  best  bet  to  get  some  type  of  warmth  .     once  she  entered   &   warmed  up  a  bit  ,   she  went  looking  for  someone  to  help  her  .     a  few  she  passed  didn’t  give  her  the  time  of  day  until  her  gaze  fell  on  the  one  she  wasn’t  expecting  to  see  but  it  did  give  her  some  kind  of   HOPE  .     dean  .     a  sigh  slipped  out  from  between  her  lips  as  she  walked  up  to  him  ,    probably  seeming     more  frantic     than  she  probably  thought  she  was  .     she  didn’t  know  how  to  feel  about  seeing  him  again  but  that  would  have  to  wait  until  later  as  she  needed  answers   &   she  knew  that  he  could  answer  some  of  them  .

                                        ❝        dean  .     where  is  ben  ?        ❞                    lisa  demanded  ,    hands  going  into  the  back  pockets  of  her  jeans  .                    ❝        he  was  by  my  side  a   MINUTE   ago   &   now  he’s      just  gone  .     i  turned  to  enter  my  house   &   ended  up  here  .        ❞                              /                               @d-winchestcr

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now  that  i’m  off  of  hiatus    &    there’s  an  event  going  on      consider  this  a  starter  call      for  that   !     below  you’ll  see  where  my  characters  are  located  .

JACK  KLINE      —         the  white  house     (   group  one   ) GRANTAIRE      —          the  warner  theater     (   group  five   ) LISA  BRAEDEN      —          the  capitol  building     (   group  three   )

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oh  if  only  he  had  brought  something     to  do  but  that  wouldn’t  it  be  more  or  less  a     fruitless  endeavor     as  jack  wouldn’t  have  done  it  anyways  .     he  has  taken  to     wandering  around ,  looking  in  every  door    &    behind  every  curtain  out  of  utter  boredom  .     heaving  a  sigh ,  he  turned  towards  the  closest  person ,  a  question  forming  .               ❝     do  you  think  we  would  get  in  trouble  if  we  go  into  the  oval  office  ?      because  i  kind  of  want  to  .     i  hear  it  has  a  swival  chair    &    i   NEED   to  spin  in  it   .      ❞                              /                              @ghcstliness     feat .     rhaegal

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now  that  i’m  off  of  hiatus    &    there’s  an  event  going  on      consider  this  a  starter  call      for  that   !     below  you’ll  see  where  my  characters  are  located  .

JACK  KLINE      ---         the  white  house     (   group  one   ) GRANTAIRE      ---          the  warner  theater     (   group  five   ) LISA  BRAEDEN      ---          the  capitol  building     (   group  three   )

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OFMISTERIOS.

how was it possible to walk around in circles for several hours? wherever he went, he ended up at the same place as he had been at before. archie nearly gave up until he finally saw someone & he approached them slowly “hey, excuse me? are you familiar with this town— i mean city. i need help to find a few things, directions, maps or something else that makes me feel less loss” it would definitely take a while until he would realize that washington was not a small town.

strolling  through  life  was  easy  for  jack .    something  happens  then  he  reacts  then  moves  on .    it  was     a  great  way  to  live     &   he  didn’t  understand  why  a  lot  of  people  didn’t  do  it  more  often .    a  blink   &   another .    he  knew  someone  was  talking  to  him  but  it  took  him  a  little  bit  to  comprehend .                    ❝      uh   ,    yeah .    i’d  like to  think  that  i’m  pretty     KNOWLEDGEABLE     in  the  area .    whaddya lookin  for  ?      ❞                    he  asked  ,   his  voice  light   &   a  smile  appearing .

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DARKVLGHT.

(¸.• ♛ → “It’s okay, I just…enjoy the art.” She says with a small smile on her lips now looking at him, it was true, she does enjoy a good piece of art, at the end, she paints as well, maybe not like a big artist but it was one of her hobbies. “Some lanterns…I saw them back in my place, I just love them, they have a very special meaning to me.”

Serenity always accompanied him when he painted .      When painting  ,   it was just him   &   his creativity .    He didn’t need to think about it .    He didn’t need to worry about anything .    It was paint on a canvas   &   that’s all that mattered .    Grantaire looked over at her painting   &   smiled .    It was simple yet    very beautiful .                        ❝        Those are really pretty .    If you don’t mind me asking  ,   what’s the meaning  ?    I understand if you don’t want to  ,   that can be rather personal .        ❞

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SOULWOUNDS.

❝     you  really  like  to  hear  yourself  talk  a  lot ,  huh ?     ❞           a  hand  sets  on  her  hip  as  she  smirks .    there  are  situations  where  she’d  say  that  sentence  in  annoyance  but  that’s  for  when  someone  goes  on  about  something  she  doesn’t  care  about ,  she’s  in  a  bad  mood ,  or  if  she’s  in  a  hurry .    right  now ,  though ,  it’s  all  amusement  for  this  guy .            ❝     i  haven’t  been  here  long  but  i  can  tell  you  half  the  rules  of  this  place  are  stupidly  unnecessary  so  agreed .   people  here  are  way  overly  cautious  about  everything .     ❞

Grantaire shrugged  ,   taken aback slightly .    It wasn’t everyday that someone actually   LISTENED   to him .    It was weird yet held    a sense of power    to it .    Maybe God made him annoying because if Grantaire wasn’t  ,   he would’ve been    too powerful .                         ❝        In all honesty  ,   you’re probably the first one who hasn’t told me to    “ shut up ”    in quite some time .    Which I admire   &   just a bit nervous for your mental state  ,        ❞                         He admitted  ,   leaning back a bit with    narrowing eyes .    He became curious about her .    Intrigued is more of the word to go for .                         ❝        Exactly .    That’s  that  quote  ?      “ Well - behaved women seldom make history . ”      Now  ,   I do know that I’m not a woman but it    still applies .    Why be cautious   &   safe when you can bend the rules   &   accidentally    start a fire  ?    It’s all fine in my book .        ❞

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D-WINCHESTCR.

Dean eyed Jack suspiciously. This definitely wasn’t the Jack he knew. Could it be just his look alike? He did hear a lot about that around this city despite the fact he hadn’t come across too many yet. Then again, he didn’t deny his name was Jack but using fake IDs to get into bars didn’t sound like him at all. Who had he been talking to or hanging out with that was corrupting  his innocence? “Damn and you THINK you know a guy.” Dean chuckled to himself trying to play off the fact he felt extremely confused where all of this was coming from. “But seriously all it costs is a $50? What a cheapskate.” He chuckled lightly in spite of himself. Not that he’d ever need a fake ID but just there would always be a need for that information. It was still strange to hear Jack of all people talk about it though and he knew he wasn’t the one that taught him about it. Maybe just maybe he could be convinced that Jack was no longer putting on an act and truly just didn’t know who he is. Jack had become like family to him and a very important part of it so the thought of having to start all over was heart-breaking especially after the fear of almost losing him. Jack tried so hard to win their approval especially his and now he treated him as if he was a stranger. He still couldn’t deny the fact Jack’s words were true. He knew very well he could be intimidating especially to those that don’t know him that well. Usually he would take this as a compliment but when it came to Jack, he didn’t want him to feel that way. “Okay all right.” Dean confessed almost defeatedly, “That’s fair I’d probably feel the same way if I were you but tell me this, if you haven’t seen me before, how do I know your name is Jack? You don’t find that at least the SLIGHTEST bit suspicious?” It was a long shot but maybe he could help trigger Jack’s memory somehow if he was patient enough or this could just not be Jack and just someone that looked like him, sounded like him and had the same name. The surprises just kept coming as Jack confessed to not only having kissed more than one girl but also know he was into guys. Dean briefly shook his head in almost shock, not that it was a bad thing just he remembered the few conversations they did have when Jack wanted him to teach him about girls and now he knew they were good kissers? He smirked for a brief moment before regaining focus. “Wait you’ve kissed– never mind.” Quickly shaking his head again as if to brush off the information he just gave him instead continuing to eye him suspiciously. “Into guys huh? That’s cool no judgement here I mean it ain’t my thing but it’s important to know what you want,” Unable to keep from smirking when he noticed the disgusted look on Jack’s face. Now that was something he might be able to take advantage of as he playfully touched his knee again, “Oh no! You’re going to have to wash it now, cootie alert.” He joked with a small chuckle. “Too bad you don’t remember me, I am the connection at the bar that allows the bouncer to be paid off. I’ve known you’re not 21.” He lied. A lie there was no way Jack was going to believe but it was still fun to try as he smugly flashed the FBI badge, “Such a shame it has to end this way.” He teased, “now are you willing to hear me out or what?”

A quick glance down to the watch on his wrist   &   he knew that it was about that time to go back to the university to attend the last class of the day which was abnormal psychology .    It was probably one of his favorite classes   &   subjects  .    Psychology was always interesting to him   &   he was excited to know that he would have to take psychology classes for criminology .    Jack  SHOULD  be going but he was    too engrossed    in the conversation with this stranger than he should be  .    Where was his slightly insane intro to psychology professor now  ?    He wouldn’t had a heart attack knowing that one of his top students was talking to a stranger without doing    a complete psychological profile first .    What a loon .    He was drawn back into the conversation   &   shifted slightly in his seat so he was more comfortable .                         ❝       Yeah  ,   as sad as it is .    $50 is    chump change    in regards to underagers getting in but I guess it is a good idea .    A lower price would make the people go to him more which brings in more money for him .    It’s    kind of a fool proof way    to have another steady income  ,        ❞                          Jack explained  ,   definitely   not   storing that piece of information for a later job if needed .    Whoever this man was didn’t seem to be too concerned about most things   &   Jack didn’t know whether that was a good thing or not .    He was kind of hard to read which made Jack    slightly annoyed    but he knew that if he kept him talking  ,   he would be able to pick up some things .    He still couldn’t get over the fact that whoever he was  ,   it felt like Jack has  SEEN  him from somewhere .    In a dream or maybe even in passing .    But that wasn’t how it felt to him .    It felt as if he knew him his whole life  ,   the familiarity of an uncle more or less .    It was eerily calming .

                             ❝        Maybe I do   &   maybe I don’t .    You could’ve been here Vivian over there said hello to me when I came in .    There’s always    that    possibility  ,        ❞                     He offered up  ,   glancing over at Vivian .    She was an ever present force in the tiny cafe .    Tiny but very mighty .                         ❝        Yeah  ,   need I remind you that I’m twenty  ?     It isn’t everyone’s cup of tea but that’s fine .        ❞                          He wasn’t going to acknowledge the other touch but he couldn’t help a small chuckle from escaping at the words .    A true child stuck in an adult body .    It was times like that when he felt like a child again    :    a six year old with easy humor   &   a love of puns .    It was an easy time despite not being able to remember it well .    His chronic dizziness blurred most if not all of his memories of when he was a toddler .    It should’ve affected him more with wanting to figure out why he was always so lightheaded but it didn’t bother him that much .    Besides  ,   everyone says that they couldn’t quite remember their childhood that easily so why should him  ?    Why should he pursue something that doesn’t bother him too much  ?    When Jack saw the FBI badge  ,   he froze slightly      --      eyes widening .    He never has been in actual trouble with the law his entire life .    He didn’t know what to do .    He knows he just spilled his guts out to this agent about being underage .    That’s it .    It’s the aftermath that this guy used to get him .    The cool  ,   collected facade grew back .                          ❝        Aww  ,   that’s cute .    The FBI is investing an underager that pays off the bouncer to get in .    That can’t be the   ONLY   reason why you’re tailing me       --      if you    actually are    tailing me .        ❞                         A beat to think over the possible outcomes to listening to him .    None of them ended    too badly    while one ended him up in a federal prison    for the rest of his life .                         ❝        Alright .    I’ll listen .        ❞

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UNRULYBCY.

He seemed to keep on forgetting that he was in hell and that things were not really real here. But he was really begging for a red slushie at the moment. In truth, he would kill for one, but he assumed everyone here was already dead anyway. Him doing them again would not change anything. Turning to the closest person, he asked; “Do you know if there is a 7/11 around here?”

                    ❝        like  the  gas  station  ?        ❞                    jack  asked  ,   even  though  he   KNEW   the  answer  .    he  racked  his  brain  to  find  the  nearest  one  .                    ❝        the  nearest  one  is  like     two  blocks  away  .    decent  walking  distance  but  long  enough  to  get  an  uber  without  seemin’  lazy  .    why  d’yah  wanna  go  there  though  ?        ❞

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AFFLATUISMS.

        it was the beginning of another day in washington. day after day heather would dream about leaving this place, traveling the world, meeting some good looking guys to treat her. her blue hues linger around the bar. her tall, red dressed figure stands in heels awaiting for a drink. “ – so what’s your go to drink? i prefer something dirty“

                    it  was  another  day  for  him   &      being  at  the  bar     tied  it  all  together  with  a  nice  bow  .    grantaire  took  a  small  sip  of  his  wine  when  someone  to  his  right  started  speaking  .    he  looked  over   &   lightly  smiled  .    some  company  wouldn’t  be  too  bad  .                    ❝        go  to  drink  ?    wine  ,   no  doubt  .    but  i  do  like  anything  with  rumchata  or  patrón  .        ❞                    he  replied  ,   tipping  up  his  glass  slightly  .                    ❝        &   what’s   YOUR   choice  of  drink  .    i  know  you  said  something     dirty     but  specifics  .        ❞

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TRAGCDYSEWN.

ariel looked at the snow around her, a nostalgic smile on her face. “i always dreamed of actually experiencing snow when i was little. but here it just… isn’t the same.”

                    jack  didn’t  really  care  for  snow  at  all  .    he  has  had  some  while  living  in  kansas  but  since  he  moved  to  washington  ,   he  didn’t  like  it  .    it  was  winter’s  sand  .    gets  everywhere   &   doesn’t  make  anything  nice  except  igloos  .                    ❝        snow  is     cold   &   wet   &   gross  .    whoever  truly  likes  it  doesn’t  know  any  other  season  .        ❞

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CLOSED    STARTER    FOR      @soulwounds   .

muscles  are  still  aching  from  the      ballet  lesson  he  attended  to  this  morning .     it  had  been  a  while  since  his  last  lesson  so  they  weren’t   used  to  the  amount  of  strain    &    pull  on  them .        [    he  couldn’t  even     remember     his  last  lesson  actually .     it  was  a  couple  of  years  after  he  joined  the  les  amis .    ]        he  forgot  why  he  stopped  dancing  but  he  figured  that  the  reason  wasn’t  too  important  if  he  couldn’t  remember  it .    he  took  a  small  sip  of  the  hot  cocoa  he  bought  as  he  turned  around  ,   enjoying  the  way  it  warmed  him  up  instantaneously .     out  of  habit  ,   his  eyes  scanned  the  small  cafe .    his  breath  hitched    &    he  nearly  choked  on  his  drink .         he’d  know  that  mop  of  blond  hair  anywhere .         it  was  the  one  he     dreamed  of  seeing  again .     a  curse disguised  as  a  blessing .     while  he  knew  that  he  was  moving  towards  him  ,   grantaire  didn’t  expect  himself  to  do  so .     he  slipped  into  the  seat  across  from  enjolras  ,   taking  another  small  sip  of  his  drink  ,   still  slightly  taken  aback  that  he  was  here .     it  was     almost  like  a  fever  dream     or  one  of  the  dreams  he  had  so  often  of  seeing  the  other  frenchman  around  washington .

                               ❝        so  ,    the     prodigal  revolutionist     makes  an  appearance .     it’s  about  time  that  your  face  pops  up  here  ,        ❞                     a  smirk  evident    &    he  tries  to  harden  his  heart  from  bursting  with  complete  infatuation .     he’s  been  here  for  too  long  to  let  himself  fall  back  in  enjolras’  spell .     yet  as  he  looked  on  his  own  french  angel  ,   he  felt  himself  slowly  being  pulled  under .     the  familiarity  was  too  strong    &    his  feelings  were  unequivocally  the  same .        red  ,   the  color  of  desire .         there  was  at  least  one  question  that  grantaire  had    &    it  was  hard  to  swallow .     why  did  it   HAVE  TO   be  him  ?     of  everyone  that  grantaire  knew  ,   it  had  to  be  the  one  he  was  in  love  with .     there  would  forever  be  that  pain        --        that  torture  of  the  last  words  spoken  to  him .       those  words  were  etched  into  his  very  core    &    represented  everything  he  hated  of  himself .     “ grantaire  ,   you’re  incapable  of  belief  ,   of  thought  ,   of  will  ,   of  life  ,    &    of  death . ”     words  are  like  daggers    &    those  were  his  downfall .    he’d  fallen  into  a     drunken  stupor     then  woke  up  here  ,   with  neither  enjolras  nor  the  barricade .           this  was  half  heaven    &    half  hell .                    ❝        i  do  believe  that  you  owe  me  an  apology  ,   enjolras  ,   as  i’m     very  much  capable  of  both     life    &    death  as  i’ve  conquered  them  in  one  fell  swoop  as  you  can  see .        ❞

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OFVENENUMISMS.

a trip to the park was supposed to be harmless yet here she was chasing after her daughter. “madeleine would you slow down, we have to go.” she called as she watched her. as she finally caught up to the girl she scooped the happy four year old into her arms and felt her mouth go dry as she caught sight of a familiar face. she remembered the day when she heard about her dear friend’s death and even to this day she still couldn’t believe it. she had expected francis and mary to grow old together, she never imagined that her dear friend would pass so quickly after his stat of reign. “francis..”

a  little  girl  had  caught  his        attention    &    he  couldn’t  help  but  smile  at  her    &    lightly  wave     as  he  was  on  his  walk  .    his  heart  longed  to  have  a  little  girl  on  his  own  .    he  longed to  be  a  parent  in  general  .    two  little  feet  pattering  around  with  messy  hair  .    his     smile  never  faltered     as  he  thought  about  his  dream  future  .    the  little  girl’s  parent  came  to  pick  her  up    &    it  was  someone  he  recognized  .                         ❝        kenna  !    it’s     wonderful     to  see  you  .    is  this  your  little  one  ?    she’s  absolutely  gorgeous  ,        ❞                           he  gleefully  complimented  .    francis  didn’t  bring  up  the  fact  that     it  was  weird  to  be  here     but  he  wasn’t  going  to  talk  about  that  in  front  of  a  little  girl  .