A/N: Heeeeere's Courfeyrac! Being muse-y and a little bitter. Once again, more than a little over the 100-word limit...x.x I can't help it...angsty-toned 'Feyrac is almost as much fun as writing fun and lighthearted 'Feyrac. Why are they all so darned fun to write?! *dies* Enjoy.
~ Tomorrow Is The Judgement Day~
~ Courfeyrac ~
I am the laughter. I sit and listen to the words they say, though not really taking it seriously. Then, I make a joke about it, and everyone laughs. I exude warmth. I'm the lighthearted center of the group.
At least, that's how they see me. That's what they think.
In reality, I do listen. I take in every word from Grantaire's drunk ramblings, Combeferre's philosophical debates, Enjolras's impassioned speeches. I simply store them away in a part of myself that no one sees. That no one will ever see. For all they see, all they choose to see, is the laughter.
So be it. I'll continue to be the laughter of our group. For tomorrow, laughter is what we will all need.