"Don't worry, she's getting better," Cosette smiled at Enjolras. "'Ponine will be fine in no time."
"Thank you so much. Thank Musichetta for me when you see her," Enjolras said.
Cosette nodded, "will do. Hey, where's R?"
"He went out to get some food," Enjolras said.
Cosette nodded and left. Enjolras was left alone with three sleeping people, Éponine, Maximilien, and Charlotte.
Enjolras sighed and sat on the sofa. He meant to just relax, but next thing he knew, he was sound asleep.
Enjolras awoke to the sound of someone beating on the door. He threw it opened and saw Cosette standing there, out of breath.
"Musichetta found him when she was going home…we took him to our house…it doesn't look good…leg destroyed by a carriage…" Enjolras knew who she was talking about, but it still chilled him when she said his name. "Grantaire's in a really serious condition, you have to come right away."