Hello! And welcome to my little ficlet that I have created!
Recently, I have been obsessing over the show, New Girl, and then one day, this story just popped in my head, and now I am putting it out for you guys to see. If you haven't seen New Girl, don't worry. I'm just loosely basing this story on the show so there won't be like any inside jokes or whatever that you would only get if you watched the show. But I totally recommend watching it tho!
Anyway, here's the beginning. I'll try to post as often as I can, but I am a college student so, we shall see.
Disclaimer: I do not own the show New Girl, nor do I own Les Miserables or the characters.
"I sing to myself a lot." The new girl said, sitting on a chair across from the three roommates. "I'm also a teacher, so I bring home a lot of popsicle sticks and art project type things. Um, I don't take up a lot of time in the bathroom so you don't have to worry about that. See, I'm just trying to find a place to live because I recently broke up with my long-term boyfriend, Montparnasse. Yeah, he cheated on me with some scum bag of a girl…" Quickly, the girl brought herself back to the now. "I'm sorry. What was the question?"
All three of the men looked at each other and then back to her. The one with the curly black hair answered, "What is your name?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Eponine Thernadier. Sorry, it's just that ever since my break up with Montparnasse, things have been really hard. See, I would stay with my friends, but their all models and there's like a rule about having non-models live with them or whatever."
"Can you give us a minute?" The blonde man asked, shoving the two other boys into the bathroom.
"Enjolras, we have to let this chick stay here." Courfeyrac pleaded with big eyes. Among the three roommates, he was the flirtiest and most charismatic. Every other night, he brought a girl home, although it was highly unusual to see the same girl twice. If you asked him, Courfeyrac would say that it's his winning smile and his baby green eyes, that shone underneath his brown curly hair. But in reality, it was probably just his confidence and excessive use of conditioner.
"No, are you kidding?" Enjolras shook his head. He was the logical one of the group, but at times, very antisocial. Not to say that he never went out every once in a while. As far as girls go, it was pretty one-sided. It wasn't a surprise if a girl hit on him. After all, with his wavy blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, and a charming smile, he was a very handsome man. But Enjolras wasn't interested in girls, usually, partly because he was so focused on his work, being a lawyer, and partly because he had recently broke up with his girlfriend, Amelie, a few months ago."What ever happened to the 'bachelor pad' that you worked so hard to create? Having a girl around here is just going to be weird."
"I agree." Grantaire spoke up with his usual drunken slur. "When I get home from a long night of work, I just wanna rip my pants off and watch crap TV. And that can't really happen with a chick walking around." Grantaire was a bar tender. Originally, he had been in law school with Enjolras, where the two of them met and became friends, but fell under the pressure and dropped out. There wasn't a time when the green-eyed man was a hundred percent sober, which annoyed Enjolras a great deal, and that did not help that he worked around alcohol. His floppy black hair was always sticking up in all ways imaginable, giving him a bedhead kind of look. But nevertheless, Enjolras was always trying to help his friend get back on his feet and back into the corporal world.
"Guys, she just told you that she has models for friends. Imagine the amount of action we can get if she ever decides to have a slumber party. I'm talking topless pillow fights, dancing to pop music, the works."
"Come on, man. 10 bucks in the jar." Grantaire groaned. "The jar" refers to the "Douchebag jar" that the three roommates had set up a while ago, mostly to try and keep Courfeyrac under control. But sometimes, there was no stopping the Courfeyrac.
"But you guys see my point? Plus, she could probably cook for us."
Enjolras considered this for a minute, but then shook his head. "I still vote no. Don't you think it's weird for a girl to live with three guys?"
"Not to me. That's just a typical Saturday night." Courfeyrac grinned.
"Jar!" Enjolras scolded. "And add another ten!"
"Dammit!" He complained, before turning to Grantaire. "What do you say, R? Should she stay or not?"
Grantaire looked between both of his friends before shrugging. "I don't know, man. Why don't we just test it out for a couple of days? See what it's like to live with her and then decide from there."
"That's… a surprisingly good idea, Grantaire." Enjolras remarked in surprise.
The man shrugged. "Hey, I'm full of good ideas, but you guys just don't ever listen."
"So, she can stay?" Courfeyrac asked excitedly.
"For now." Enjolras conceded.
"Yay! I can stay!" a voice cheered from the other side of the bathroom door. All three men looked at the door, before Enjolras opened it, revealing Eponine standing on the other side, clearly having been listening to the whole conversation. "Hey, guys. Totally not listening to that whole… thing." She said nonchalantly. "But I can stay?"
"We're just going to test it out for a few days." Enjolras explained, but was interrupted by Eponine letting out an excited cheer.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She squealed as she threw her arms around his neck. The man stiffened slightly and looked back at his friends as if to silently ask for help.
"Yay, roomies!" Courfeyrac said, as he smiled greatly and joined in the hug.
Grantaire sighed heavily. "I'm too drunk for this." He muttered as he also joined the group hug. They held this position for a while before breaking it off. Yeah, you could say that things sort of blossomed from there.
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