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Eponine Thenardier ([personal profile] makeflowersgrow) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull_logs 2012-06-11 10:15 pm (UTC)

"No."

Her attention was mostly on the food. The soup smelled heavenly, and it looked good and thick. And she could see butter on the chicken sandwich. BUTTER! For her!

"I am not scared of the dark, monsieur. And I think I am quite safe from the pickpockets and the street gangs. They do not bother with the likes of me."

Unless it's for a quick fumble, and as long as she can pinch something valuable, then it could be worse.

"I am glad your home is not too bad... Sometimes... Sometimes I think that it is not worth looking back. You cannot change the past, but you can refuse to know it's there. Especially when it hurts."

She half smiled. "You have to think now on what you are doing. Otherwise things go wrong now. But monsieur - Axel - always thhink about the future. That is yours to dream and nobody can say you're wrong or it won't come to anything. Not if you can believe."

She sat down at the table, holding her sandwich in her hand. It smelt so delicious. So delicious that she didn't want to eat it. Because when it was gone... She nibbled at the crust, before her restraint broke and she took as big a bite as she could, filling her mouth with bread and chicken.

Best sandwich EVER.

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