Disclaimer: Not mine.
Montparnasse isn't sure which one of the Independents he hates the most.
Is it Grantaire, the drunk artist who, as far as he can tell, does nothing to contribute to the "cause" beyond spouting Camus and Sartre at every given opportunity, knocking things over in his inebriation, and making the most pathetic puppy dog eyes at the stupid blonde leader that, though he is loath to admit it to himself, reminds him of Eponine with her stupid schoolgirl crush on Pontmercy?
Is it Pontmercy himself, the posh little shit who goes around charming everyone, man and woman alike, with his freckles and seeming innocence, who uses Eponine as his errand girl simply because she's willing, who does nothing but argue with the rest of them, stating that the American Revolution was the worst thing to ever happen to the country, who sticks his tongue down his girlfriend's throat (and she isn't even that hot, he thinks, and gives her a six-point-five out of ten) in front of everyone, who drinks Natty Ice beer?
Is it Bahorel, the scruffy guy in the corner who doesn't say anything and acts tough, who thinks he's hot shit just because he's been to Occupy Wall Street protests, who talks all the time about how he skips so much class because he's such a badass, who has an entire closet full of plaid flannel shirts, corduroy pants, and beanies, as if he's ever needed working clothes a day in his life?
Is it Joly, the hypochondriac pussy who, half the time, wears a surgical mask, who refuses to drink after anyone, even his boyfriend and girlfriend, who rants about the need for the stigma regarding mental illness to disappear and then gets offended whenever anyone calls him OCD?
Is it Bossuet, Joly's boyfriend, who talks about his cancer all the time, as if surviving a cancer with a 90% survival rate is something that automatically makes you an awesome person, who refuses to grow his hair back out as a "statement," who says things like "Bald is Beautiful," who wears harem pants, who doesn't manage to go a single meeting without breaking something, who grins sheepishly as others clean up his mess, a perfect representation of all of these rich, pretentious asshats?
Is it Feuilly, who is oh so passionate about social work, who introduces himself to everyone as an orphan, who acts like he has some right to touch Eponine and to try and identify with her just because his parents died, who wears a stupid newsboy hat rain or shine, day or night, indoors or outdoors, who drinks cranberry juice with his vodka like a little bitch, who carries a fucking umbrella?
Is it Combeferre, that insufferable snob who hasn't never once deigned to say a word to him, who preaches about equality and about social conscience but won't even greet the vagabond in the back of the café, who wears sweater vests and button-downs, even on Saturdays, who acts like he's the authority on government and politics?
Is it Courfeyrac, oh, God, that arrogant bastard who struts around with a smirk on his face like he owns the fucking place, like everyone loves him, like he's hot shit, who has the stupidest fucking hair Montparnasse has ever seen, who wears V-neck shirts and pastel colors, who once texted Jehan asking him to go get tacos and showed up in a tailored suit with a bow tie, who can't get over the fact that Jehan chose Montparnasse over him, that Jehan gets fucked by Montparnasse now?
Or is it Enjolras, the "commander and chief" who wears entirely too much red, spends entirely too much time on his hair in the mornings, and who finds himself to be entirely more intelligent than he really is, who is rude and condescending, who orders everyone around like he's God and they're nothing, who wears organic clothes and those stupid shoes that everyone's wearing now, Toms, or whatever, who, when he first saw Montparnasse's arm around Jehan, whispered to Combeferre, "He can do better"?
It's all of them, and none of them, and Montparnasse hates going to these meetings, but he does it for Jehan, because it's important to him.
"The things I do for love…" he sighs as he walks into the lion's den for yet another meeting.