The passion was obvious as Enjolras rallied another crowd. His marble cheeks now relaxed and soft as he yelled to the crowd about the snakes running our country.

His eyes met mine for a split second and my heart leapt in my chest. I smiled and ducked out of the crowd. I went to the ABC Café and ordered a drink. I didn't care that it was only 4 o'clock in the afternoon, when I needed a drink I needed a drink whether it be 1 am or 3 in the afternoon.

I thought about Enjolras, his smooth marble skin, the rough chapped lips I longed to kiss. His beautiful golden hair that was soft to the touch. I drowned these thoughts with beer and a few hours later I was drunk.