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Chapter 2
Eponine left Marius as he approached the Cafe Musain, she didn't want to burden him any longer, fore she knew that was where he was going. That's where he always was. Eponine headed into a store near by. She asked if they were looking for help, but of course like every other store, they were not. Eponine looked for work all day, but she found none. She was turned away from each place she turned into. No one wanted to hire someone as poor as herself, and she knew if she went home without a single penny to give her father, she would pay. Eponine was reduced to her last resort, pick pocketing. She only stole a couple of wallets, from absolutely oblivious (and very rich) people. She was safe for tonight, so she headed home, but if it was not for her quick fingers she would never have faced her father. There has been days where Eponine doesn't go home. Once or Twice she has had to knock on Monsieur Marius's door and ask for somewhere to stay; but not tonight. Tonight she would go home with a sum of money, even if she was reduced to crime to do so. Eponine headed home, avoiding certain roads where she knew she could meet trouble. She opened up the door to the building, and headed up the stairs. She saw Monsieur Marius heading into his flat with a friend, perhaps a new roommate? She had accidentally met his eye.
"Goodnight Monsieur Marius."
"Goodnight epo- oh meet my friend Enjolras."
Marius's friend was very handsome, but very serious. He seemed to have his mind on other things, things that weren't some silly girl, until he turned and met her eyes. His expression softened,
Eponine felt frozen in the moment. Something seemed so right about this man. Eponine broke the moment though, "It is very nice to meet you Monsieur, but I do need to be getting in. I hope to meet your acquaintance again!"
Eponine rushed into the house, breathless over this young man she barely met. She let her mind wander once again, but was met with a fist to the jaw, a punch that was quite real.
Marius, who was that girl? What was her name?" Enjolras asked. He tried to be calm, like he was just making basic chitchat, but inside his heart was pounding. Something about her just seemed so... different.
"Oh that was Eponine. She lives across the hallway. We have grown very close. She's pretty isn't she? Of course she is like a little sister, I have no feelings for her."
"Pretty? Not really." Enjolras lied.
"Oh Enjolras, you are a blind man! You wouldn't feel emotion unless it slapped you in the face."
"Even if I said she was pretty doesn't mean I would've fallen in love with her! And besides that fact, my only love is my country."
Marius laughed, "Relax, let's have a drink, then we can get to bed."
"Fine Marius, but I'm done relaxing after this. I have a revolution to plan."
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