Enjolras: Grantaire, put that bottle down.
Grantaire: *sets bottle down*
Grantaire:*pulls out curly straw and drains bottle without breaking eye contact*
Enjolras:
Grantaire:
Enjolras: …get the fuck out of my cafe.
Grantaire: Yeah, that’s fair.
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