"Now I'm just going to warn you Enj... Eponine can get a little carried away. She thinks too much which causes her to worry and over think constantly." graintaire said over the phone.

"Whatever I just need anything at the moment, I'm desperate." Enjorlas replied

"Well played, call me when you get settled." and with that the men hung up their cell phones.

Enjorlas hailed a cab and began to make his way into a new life. A life that would start off with some girl named Eponine who had offered up her spare room for him. He had never met her, but Graintaire and the other men seemed to know her very well and suggested that Enjorlas should be her new flatmate.

The number on the door was V8, like it was on the sticky note he had. Enjorlas tapped lightly on the door, "Just a second!" he heard a feminine voice say. When the door opened a girl, who he assumed was Eponine, stood there wiping her hands on her apron, "You must be the Enjorlas I've heard so much about!" she smiled. She ushered him inside, "Sorry I was making dinner, that's why the kitchen is in such a wreck!"

He held out a hand, "Nice to meet you Eponine."

She took his hand and began to give him a tour of the flat. There was a kitchen, a fairly large living room, two bedrooms that connected through a bathroom. "I'm sorry there"s only one bathroom... My flatmate's a girl so we usually don't mind."

"What happened to your flat mate? Why isn't she here?"

"Oh she's with her boyfriend, they sort of live together but not really. I told her that you would be taking her place for a while." her laugh faded, "Um so I hope you don't mind but I sort of took down some of her pink frilly stuff, like I replaced her sheets."

"You really didn't have to go out and buy new sheets." he told her

She shook her head, "No I had some sheets here that my brother uses whenever he decides to give me a surprise visit... Although he's a twelve year old boy so his sheets maybe completely different from what you would prefer..."

He opened the door to his room, and gave a soft laugh, "they're perfect,"

"Really? I thought giving a grown man star wars sheets would be a bit extreme. But I was freaking out and I didn't want you to hate it or me or the city! So I went with Star Wars over the floral pink sheets!"

"I appreciate it, much better than pink." he assured her.

"Well you can get settled in, explore the apartment, whatever you want! If you need me I'll be in the kitchen making dinner." he watched her as she skipped down the hallway. "Graintaire and Joly will be over later!" she shouted, "they're having dinner with us!"

"How is it that we have the same friends but we've never met?" Rnjorlas asked entering the kitchen after unpacking.

"I am more of the guys, girl when they have lady issues. If I do go out with the lot of them I usually stay in the back. I absolutely hate crowds!"

Eponine was now draining out meat, "Enjorlas, could you by any chance grab the tomato sauce from the pantry. It should be on the third of forth shelf?"

"Got it." he nodded.

Eponine could tell that she would have a lot of fun with Enjorlas despite his stoic nature. He hadn't really made his mind up about Eponine yet, she was way too cheerful. He thought she would be loud and obnoxious like the other men in their group. "What are you doing!?" Eponine screeched.

"Throwing away the tomato jars. You've used the last bit."

She shook her head, "no we haven't." She took the glass jars that had little bits of tomato in them, "watch and learn rich boy" she turned on the sink to a low setting and let the water pour into the glass jar, there was barley enough water in the jar but it removed all of the excess sauce, "Now pour this onto the sauce." he did as he was told, "Now what are you going to do?"

He rolled his eyes, "Throw them away now."

"Incorrect again Enjy!"

"How so!" he retorted, "and don't call me that!"

Eponine took the jar from his hands once again, "We're going to put them in the dishwasher and once they're clean we can use them for multiple reasons."

"Like what?" enjorlas inquired

"Like when we have grease in a pan we can pour it in there. Or I can take them to school and put crayons in there or something. Just something useful for around the house."

He shook his head, "you're going to be an interesting flatmate aren't you eponine?" he smirked.

She giggled, "I hope to be! What would be life like if there wasn't something interesting about it?"

At that moment Joly and Graintaire burst through the front door, "knock much guys?" Enjorlas snapped.

"Calm down Enjorlas," Graintaire started, "We practically live here!"

Eponine appeared in the hallway, "Hey boys!"

Joly and Graintaire greeted Eponine with big hugs and a kiss on the cheek, "How are the others, well? They need to come visit me sometime. Me, Ferre and Courf are going to lunch tomorrow. I have a development day and I get to choose where I eat lunch."

"Speaking of food," Graintaire said, "What shall we be dining on tonight Eponine dearest?"

Joly elbowed him, "Don't be rude Graintaire."

Eponine laughed, "We just finished, if you boys would be so kind as to set the table for me, I would very much appreciate it."

The two boys nodded and stole Enjorlas away to assist them in eating the table, "So how do you like Eponine? She's great right?" Joly asked.

Enjorlas shrugged setting the plates in four spots on the table, "She seems to be very hyperactive and I'm afraid that will disturb my work."

"what work? You're unemployed!" Graintaire teased.

Enjorlas glared, "My personal studies."

"Oh the protests." Joly realized.

"Well youre going to like her after dinner." Graintaire told him.

"why would a simple dinner change my mind? We're only having spaghetti!"

Joly and Graintaire gaped, "eponine's spaghetti... It's not 'simple'" they actually made the quotation signs with their hands. " not is it 'just spaghetti' Enjorlas found them ridiculous, they were freaking out over something so small.

"Hey guys, are you done talking about me?" they heard Eponine shout from the kitchen. Enjorlas's face turned red before he quickly adjusted himself, "yes!" he muttered.

"Good!" Eponine walked in with a smile on her face and a bowl of spaghetti in her hand. She placed it on the table and went back into the kitchen to retrieve the garlic bread. Graintaire's eyes lite up, "You didn't."

She laughed, "Yup they're the last ones." she turned to Enjorlas, "Me and my old flatmate loved to experiment with new recipes. And one time I made my own garlic bread. Everyone fell in love with it. But I saved enough bread for a special occasion."

"Well what is the occasion?"

She rolled her eyes, "you becoming my flatmate, silly!"

She really was trying to make him feel at home, after all he had been through with his parents and job he felt like he could be truly happy with his life. In this apartment. With this too cheerful girl. In the best city in the world