Looking Back - The Musain cleared out. The meeting was over and it was time to split up for the bachelor party. The Amis all crowded the downstairs of the cafe. Except Enjolras. He was heading home. The bachelor party was for his fiancé, Combeferre, so he couldn't attend. He sighed as he walked down the sidewalk to get his and his fiancé's apartment.
He fumbled with they keys until his door opened by itself There in front of him stood a group of girls: Cosette, Eponine, Azelma, Musichetta, and Sierra.
Enjolras just stared at them. "Why are you ladies in my apartment?" He asked.
Cosette grinned. "Well, Ferre asked us to watch over you and keep you company!" She said.
Enjolras stood in silence for another moment before walking into the apartment. The girls sat on the couch. They had sweet snacks, soda bottles, movies, and popcorn all ready for them when Enjolras returned.
The blond lawyer walked into his bedroom and threw his briefcase on the mattress. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and dialed Combeferre's number.
"Hello?" A voice answered.
"Guillaume, I don't know what you did, but why are the girls in our apartment?" Enjolras questioned.
"Because I asked them to keep you company."
"Baby, I wanted to relax and think about this weekend."
"Exactly. You're gonna stress about messing up your vow, or if your tux doesn't fit, or something of the sort."
"But what if those things do happen?!"
Combeferre laughed softly. "Julien, calm down. I want you to be stress-free this weekend. Do this for me. Be your sweet, cheery self and go talk to the girls. I asked them to keep your mind of the wedding."
Enjolras sighed. "Okay...have fun at your party. Be careful."
"Thank you. I love you, Jules."
"Love you, too, Ferre."
Enjolras hung up and sighed. He walked back into the living room to find the girls talking. They were actually whispering to each other about Combeferre and Enjolras.
Eponine looked up and saw Enjolras standing there. "He's back." She said.
The girls cleared a spot on the couch for him to sit. Enjolras stared at the girls.
Musichetta rolled her eyes. "Sit down, Julien." She said.
Enjolras sat down in the space cleared for him. "So what did Guillaume except us to do."
"We're supposed to make you stress-free!" Azelma replied.
"The fact that you all are here stresses me."
"And so we take your mind off that." Cosette said.
Musichetta opened a bag of Jolly Ranchers and handed a blue one to Enjolras. "Eat some sugary stuff and talk to us." She said.
"Talk about what?" Enjolras replied.
Sierra slouched back against the cushions. "Like, when did you and Guillaume meet?" She said.
"When I was born." Enjolras huffed.
Cosette groaned and hit Enjolras with a pillow. "Tell us the STORY." She said.
Enjolras sat back and sighed. "Okay, this is all what Guillaume has told me..."