What would he even do, if he realized? Eponine didn't want to know, didn't want to see it. Yet at the same time, she longed for the day that he looked at her, and realization dawned in his eyes that oh. This was the girl in love with him. The girl who had always been there. It's a damn strong sort of love, the sort that will let you sit and watch your best friend fall in love with someone else.
"Sorry!" She gasps as he tugs his hand away from hers. "Then you may have broken something. But you can still move it, so that's good... Get Joly to look at it tomorrow or something." Joly was cool. Ish. He brought her food some mornings when she was really hungover and was blabbering to him about wanting to kill herself. Which was pretty cool of him.
"So, you, me, bottle of wine, icing your fingers. It'll numb the pain- trust me on that one." Rising to her feet, she marched over to the place where the wine had been set in an icebucket and started with the uncorking process.
it happens. and you do it brilliantly.
"Sorry!" She gasps as he tugs his hand away from hers. "Then you may have broken something. But you can still move it, so that's good... Get Joly to look at it tomorrow or something." Joly was cool. Ish. He brought her food some mornings when she was really hungover and was blabbering to him about wanting to kill herself. Which was pretty cool of him.
"So, you, me, bottle of wine, icing your fingers. It'll numb the pain- trust me on that one." Rising to her feet, she marched over to the place where the wine had been set in an icebucket and started with the uncorking process.