[Enjolras flinched, his eyes opening and his arms flailing as he almost fell over with his chair. He shook the sleep out of his eyes and glances at the woman]
Oh, this one? Not as anything else than pillow. It's not very comfortable, though. [He grinned a little]
[Enjolras would've blushed if he was capable of that, but he just cleared his throat, slightly embarrassed. Who the hell falls asleep in a public place?]
Yes! Of course. I'm going to fail this class anyways.
[Enjolras scoffs a little. He's hopeless with this but too stubborn to actually ask anyone to tutor him, so instead he just bites his teeth and tries to plow through it]
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Hey.
You using that book?
Oh, this one? Not as anything else than pillow. It's not very comfortable, though. [He grinned a little]
[This is not Fantine snorting. Nope. She's a lady, despite what the rumors say. She bites her lip, stifling a laugh.]
I uh...I need it.
Could I borrow it for a moment or two?
Yes! Of course. I'm going to fail this class anyways.
[Enjolras rolled his eyes a little]
[She wasn't invited but that doesn't stop her. She sits beside him, peeking at the stack of books beside him.]
What class?
[Enjolras scoffs a little. He's hopeless with this but too stubborn to actually ask anyone to tutor him, so instead he just bites his teeth and tries to plow through it]
I never understood this.
Well, don't ask me to help you! I'd only lead you valiantly to failure!
[She sits back, evaluating the poor soul.]
You know what you need? A tea break.
Actually, a tea break sounds nice. Any more of this and I'll fall asleep again.
[Enjolras pushed his books aside]
[She looks to the book she was going to take from him before deciding to leave it behind. If he can take a break, so can she.]
Fantine. My name is Fantine.