[It had been a late night of planning in the Musain, but things were coming together. Of that Enjolras was sure. Every day they were coming closer and closer to the revolution. All they awaited was a sign, and that would come soon. That he knew. They just had to patient, that's what Combeferre told him.
Sighing he pulled on his plum colored jacket, bidding his friends goodbye and assuring them that he would be fine walking back to his flat alone. He'd done it before, and just because he got mugged that one time...
He paused on a corner, taking a deep breath of fresh air, smiling to himself at the though of a free France. Soon.
... Of course that thought was soon derailed by the fact their was a woman in a rather revealing dress walking down the streets.]
Mademoiselle?
[Probably someone who had too much to drink, they had to be to be out in this weather.]
SLAMS THIS DOWN
Sighing he pulled on his plum colored jacket, bidding his friends goodbye and assuring them that he would be fine walking back to his flat alone. He'd done it before, and just because he got mugged that one time...
He paused on a corner, taking a deep breath of fresh air, smiling to himself at the though of a free France. Soon.
... Of course that thought was soon derailed by the fact their was a woman in a rather revealing dress walking down the streets.]
Mademoiselle?
[Probably someone who had too much to drink, they had to be to be out in this weather.]