#la13combeferre

[neverputhebottledown-blog]

Cookies

"My phone is fine." Grantaire said, steadily cleaning the kitchen and not looking at Combeferre. He kept his hands busy and eyes glued to what he was doing. "Yeah totally. Why wouldn’t I be?" He said quickly. The weight of everything was just hitting Grantaire’s mind now, how close he had been, how close his friend had been. How it was possible he would’ve not been standing here. He was surprised to find himself…relieved. happy at the thought of someone helping him, that he lived through this. It started him enough to pause in his scrubbing.

[neverputhebottledown-blog]

Text to Combeferre

Grantaire: It took me an hour, but I'm home. Have you eaten something yet?

[hypochondriac-revolutionary]

Coffee Run//Joly&Combeferre

Once Joly had finally finished his paper he looked at his watch, 1:31. He was officailly late. Feeling guilty and especially after that last text from Combeferre Joly quickly tugged on his shoes, grabbed a jacket and ran out his dorm room. It didn't take long to get to Combeferre's place. By the time he reached his door he quickly knocked on it while still trying to get his left arm through the sleeve. "H-Hey! S-Sorry I'm late!"

[hypochondriac-revolutionary]

Text to Combeferre

Joly: Hey 'Ferre! I was just wondering if you're busy today or not. If you would let me know that would be wonderful. Thanks!

[hypochondriac-revolutionary]

Text to: Combeferre

Joly: Hey 'Ferre I just stopped by your room, I just need your help. I'll try and catch you tomorrow I guess!

Joly: Oh I just got your message... Never mind.

Joly: I'll see you in a while then?

[ifheaskedidbehis]

Text :: Contact:: Combeferre

Ponine: what's going on with Joly. He hasn't talked to me in a while