[Eponine's hands were jammed deep in her pockets, her converse soaking wet through the rain. Her hair and jeans were wet, and she, on the whole, looked relatively disheveled. But what else was new? This was Eponine. What was new, however, were the way her messy, dirty hair fell over her eyes, how she seemed to be glancing over her shoulder every few minutes, a large backpack over the other shoulder.
She walked without really realizing where she was going or even caring, her eyes wild and unfocused. She only looked up when a car whizzed by her just as she was about to step off the sidewalk, blarring it's horn at her.] Yeah? Fuck you too. Shouldda let them hit me, [Eponine muttered darkly before realizing that someone was watching her. Turning, she saw a relatively familiar face.]
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Date: 2014-01-07 04:57 am (UTC)She walked without really realizing where she was going or even caring, her eyes wild and unfocused. She only looked up when a car whizzed by her just as she was about to step off the sidewalk, blarring it's horn at her.] Yeah? Fuck you too. Shouldda let them hit me, [Eponine muttered darkly before realizing that someone was watching her. Turning, she saw a relatively familiar face.]
What are you doing here?