Victor Hugo: Wow, the stars are beautiful tonight.
Date: Yeah, they are.
Victor Hugo: You know who else is beautiful?
Date: *blushes* Who?
Victor Hugo: Enjolras
Courfeyrac : listen, i can’t pretend my relationship is perfect okay?
Courfeyrac : because i don’t need to pretend anything
Courfeyrac : it is
Courfeyrac : courf out.
Courfeyrac : *high fives Combeferre*