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[ospreyed]

[Guess who's back, back again? Epiny's back, tell a friend.

Or don't, but come December 30th, you can spot Eponine making her way back to Cabin 11, wrapped in a new sweater, a gift from Enjolras. She's pale, her makeup completely gone, and walks as though, for the first time in her life, she's unsure of where she's stepping. She's wearing Dave's sunglasses again, of course, to hide the deep circles under her eyes, and, more startling than anything, is just now thin she looks.

Because for the past month or so, Eponine has, in case you missed it, living in the Big House, going through all sorts of withdrawal.

So you know how your liquor became milk, pot became easter grass, and cigarettes were replaced with candy cigarettes? That's her fault.

But you'll find her back, and even more withdrawn than usual. If you were one of the lovely people to come visit her, well... Thank you.]

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[angeliaforos]

[it takes him a few minutes, but he lets himself into Hermes with a package. He had to re-wrap it - these are a little more important than his other present.

He sits down next to her bed, not on it - he has some tact. He figures she'll want the bunk all to herself.]

You can open it if you want.

[ospreyed]

[She frowns slightly, but accepts the package.]

...alright... [She starts at the paper]

[angeliaforos]

[He shrugs a little bit. If she likes them, great. If she doesn't like them...whatever. He's just trying to do good. He always does...even if it means fucking with people a little bit to get there. But this? This is sincere.

Inside the paper are these pants. They're soft - really soft.]

[ospreyed]

[The paper's on the floor, and she's gently running her hands along the pajama pants. Pausing, she looks up at him.] You already got me a gift.

[angeliaforos]

This is the other part of the gift.

[He nods a little.]

I figured you might want them, y'know. For when you got out.

[ospreyed]

Oh.

[she looks at them, then back at him.]

Wow. Ah, thanks, Gabe... You didn't need to. I didn't get you anything.

[angeliaforos]

[He shrugs a little bit.]

Doesn't mean I don't want to. You're my best friend, we're tight.

[This is his way of saying 'I care about you', Eponine.]

[ospreyed]

Yeah.

[yeah, they were. They really were. He'd visited her the most out of anyone. The kid who'd figured it out so quickly, where she was, what was happening. Sacrificed his field trip for her.]

...Thanks.

[angeliaforos]

No problem.

[He taps the edge of her bed, moving to get up.]

You wanna go to bed?

[ospreyed]

No.

I want a cigarette.