Some very self indulgent nonsense because I’m in a bit of an art slump.
Tag: grantaire
Enjolras: R and I have this relationship where we finish each other’s –
Grantaire: Sentences.
Enjolras: Please don’t interrupt me when I am speaking.
Enjolras: I hate Grantaire. He is the worst. I can’t stand him. How he always critcises me, disgusting.
Combeferre: You are literally sitting in his lap right now.
Enjolras, gently kissing Grantaire on the cheek: Awful
this is the most grantaire thing ive ever done in 2017 and noone can tell me otherwise
Grantaire: this salad is the exact opposite of me
Bossuet: what, you mean it’s healthy?
Grantaire: ahahahaha
Bossuet: ahahahaha
Grantaire: no I mean it’s dressed
Bossuet, looking at a naked grantaire: yeah I’ve been meaning to ask you about that
Tag yourself.
Enjolras: My hands are cold.
Grantaire, holding Enjolras’ hands: There you go.
Enjolras: Huh, for some reason, my lips are getting cold too.
Enjolras *convincing Grantaire to come to the barricade*: Do it or you’re straight
Grantaire: *bisexual gasp*
Grantaire: it is better than the opera!
Enjolras: ill take u to a fucking opera
Grantaire:
Courf:
Ferre:
Marius:
Gavroche:
Les Amis:
The World:
Enjolras:
Enjolras: what
roommates ✌️
Roommates 👏
roommates 👌
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