A/N: Hi. Nice to see you here. Today I've got you a little something from Eponine's point of view. But we see some Cosette, Courfeyrac, Gavroche and Musichetta too. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Nope, not owning Les Mis.
Eponine pulled at the hem of her dress in an attempt to make it cover up more of her legs, wondering why again she had let Cosette and Musichetta dress her up like their personal Barbiedoll. The black dress was tight and short and originally belonged to Cosette. Eponine was quite sure she had actually seen Cosette wearing it as a top one day, but since the blonde was a couple of inches taller as Eponine she had stated it could do as a dress for the brunette.
After her first attempt to pull the dress down a little, she now pulled it up to make sure there wasn't too much cleavage showing. This was not a date so technically she didn't have to look sexy even though Cosette and Musichetta had a different opinion about that.
Tonight she went out, treating Courfeyrac at dinner. Ever since she had taken a new job at a restaurant, she had made long hours and Courf had taken care of Gavroche in the time she was at work. He made the little boy dinner every night, made sure his homework was done and after that they played together. Last week he had even gone to a parent-teacher conference when her boss wouldn't give her some time off to go, so he deserved a proper 'thank you'. She had saved up her tips from the last month, which was enough to pay dinner for two if they didn't go to a too fancy place.
She walked, or more wobbled, down the street to the restaurant in Musichetta's heels. Since her friend had the same shoe-size, she couldn't get away with the excuse of not owning a pair of heels. That was how she ended up with a pair of what she called 'hooker shoes' on her feet, wearing a too short dress. "I look like a cheap slut!" she had protested after the girls had forced her in tonight's outfit. "No you look sexy. And you need to get laid. You're single, Courf's single, just act nice and go for it." had been Musichettas answer before she had shoved her out of the house "Now hurry up or you'll be late", not giving the brunette a chance to grab her leather jacket and cover herself up.
Now Eponine stood in front of the restaurant. She pulled the dress up one last time and sighed "Here we go."