I’ll end tonight with a positive note:
Picture Feuilly, alive, a few years after whatever went down, happy snd safe and warm in his own house, reading a book that he owns – from his healthy-looking bookcase. He’s probably going to lend the book to one of his friends later, most likely Enjolras or Bahorel. There’s a dog snuggling next to him. It’s Saturday morning and Feuilly’s not working. He’s financially stable and not tired anymore.