Dear Fanfiction Writers,
Oh good grief. Reading (and writing!) this stuff is just too addicting! I now have even less of a life than I did before.
Sincerely,
Grantaire.
P.S. Don't tell Enjolras about all the É/E fics I've been writing.
Dear awkward-narwhale 78,
I would have welcomed a friend of any kind at all. Even if they wore ugly blue hats.
Cosette.
Dear Eponine-Jondrette,
1. If you're Marius, you can call me 'Ponine. Otherwise...
2. Rude? Pshaw! I wanted to make sure it was feng shui!
3. Of course I know what PM is! How behind the times do you think I am?
4. You...REEEEEEAAAAAAAALLy LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVE MEEEEEEEEE? That's...mildly disturbing. I'm in love with Marius, though. Really.
5. I said "Some bourgeois two-a-penny thing", not "to a penny thing". As in, Cosette is cheap. Two-a-penny. Whereas scraggly yet lovable gamines are one in a million!
Ah, those homophones. They get me, too.
Eponine.
Dear SnowWhitex PrinceCharming,
As I told Darci the Thespian, because it's just that much fun to annoy Enjy.
Grantaire.
Dear Kitty,
Well, aren't I popular today! My hobbies...other than wine and Enjolras...why, that's easy!
1. Absinthe.
2. Beer.
3. Liquor.
4. Ale.
5. Scotch.
I could think of more, but...I've got a heck of a headache.
Grantaire.
Dear Preciousat,
Cool! I'll meetcha at the Musain at five, kay?
Loads of Love,
Courfeyrac.
A/N: If you feel like seeing the funniest thing ever, look up "Blacklick High School Les Mis" and watch their KID-FRIENDLY production. Particularly "Lovely Ladies", Oh, forgive me, "Lovely People" in which Fantine is lowered to the disgrace of SELLING CLOTHING! "Don't they know they're taking gloves from one already dead?" Also, "In this nest of cheese and vipers, let him speak who saw it all!"
Do you think I could make this up? Check it out. Also, they can't sing. At all.