AN. This is a story I write for, my friend. She loves las miserable but I didn't have my history friend do help me with this one so I don't know, how much of the period backdrop I got write? 1 anyway so just so you know so dint come commenting with "oh p3rkFlF you got this one history thing wrong" beconse I have an escuse this Tim around!
It was a very dark and scary day in pairs. The sky was cloudy and grey like a misty heart and it was snowing and raining at the same time. Cosettes ded mom (before she died!) was very said and the weather wasent helping!
"I'm said becos I am in a said play" she said saidly.
Meanwhile Thernardier was buoying a protstertute (AN. I don't approve of prostitution so dint go around saying I do!).
"Excused me are you a protsitute" he said
"NO I am Camille Desmoulins," said Camille Desmoulins
"OH" said trenrodier
Then suddenly they herd a sigh./..
"This is suck a said play! And I want to be I a happie play like The Room" she said saidly.
"Who said that" said compile Desmoulins
"IT;'S SOMEONE SAID" said threnody S=AND I KNOW HWO TO HELP
So they whet up into the troom with, codesette's dead mom (who isn't deas yeast, remember!) and said,
"WHY ARE YOU SAID COSETTE'S DEAD MOM (WHO WASN'T DEAD YET)" (they both said that)
And she said:
"I Amin a said play about, poor people. I want to move into a happier play," she said and there three cried some more.
Ternaldo's eye's flashed brightly with an intentsity cosettes dead mom who wasen tdead yet had never seen befor.
"I cn't make you ho into a happier play. But I can make this play, happier."
Then comaille Desmoulins shad and isdea.
"LET'S HAVE SEX" said Camille Desmoulins
"But this isent in the play" said cossets dead mom.
"Love is greater than the play wryer are in" said ternaries weigh a throaty growl and his eyes flashed.'
"Yak end so let's have sex" said cambial Desmoulins
AND THE DID
(This is after the sex)
"That was great," said Torvalds.
"I am not said anymore, said" Costco's dead mom
"EVERYONE IS HAVE, A CONFESSION TO MAKE" Caid Samille Desmoulins
Then everybody looks and Camilla Desmoulins.
"I am not relay camike Desmoulins. I am a prostitute and now you have to pay me" she said and took off his desciuse and stopped lisping or whatever he did when he talked (I think he did a speech impediment when he talked) and she was YOU, Alice!
"Okay" everyone said and they gave her the Monet. And they Cassette's dead mom who wasn't dead yet was happy until she died and then she went to hell for being a cliché. That's the need of my story I hope you like it and please live a GOOD review (thank you)!