"Please forgive me for all my trespasses, my sweet Apollo", she breathed out her final words of summer.
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"Enjolras, bonjour mon amie", Combeferre shook his leader back to 1832.
"It's almost time for the meeting, come out when you're ready", Combeferre took a final look at his Apollo and Venus, but thoughts pushed away.
"You know it's almost time for your big plans my Athena, my Patria . You're the one who promised to set this off with a bang. How cruel of you for always making me do all this work you git, over thirteen years you always do this. To bad I love you so much", his half-hearted words came finally leaving to kiss her forehead and brushed away a strand of raven hair behind her ear.
"Wake up...", he paused for an answer. Taking one last look at her slow breathing, brushing off a stray tear. "Never you hooligan you have to shoot me first", he finished chuckling at her signature line closing the door.
Fixing his statue structure, the normal rowdy university boys crowded the room.
"GRANTAIRE PUT THAT BOTTLE DOWN", Enjolras made his way to the center.
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Waiting Here/// Les Mis.✔
Fanfictionlittle they know the one who sparked the revolution still waits in the tiny room of the Cafe Musain, his little Patria. "Welcome To The Revolution Our Dear Apollo", her eyes glinted with mischief. "Oh buzz-off Clara", he puffed and tied his loose...
