Angel Grove Net

[There's a you tube video linked to the network, and when the link gets clicked, there's an Antoine, standing in the kitchen of his family's apartment, Courfeyrac sitting at the table in the background looking expectant as Antoine's glancing into the camera, looking a little anxious and holding an envelope in his hand. If you look really closely, you can see Combeferre's finger just poking over the edge of the lens. And that's when Antoine starts speaking.]

No, Pere, you need to move your fingers just a little, THERE we are. So. Everyone. Today I've gotten an important letter that I am going to be opening now, in hopes it has the news that I've been hoping for.

[And his hands are shaking, and then Antoine is pulling out a letter, taking a few deep breaths before unfolding it.]

Monsieur Combeferre,

Félicitations...

[There's a moment where he's clearly trying to look like he's not disappointed, and then it hits him and Antoine is squinting at the letter, then tossing it into the air and letting out the most ungodly, shrill shrieking sound to ever escape the lips of a fifteen year old boy. Ever. There are now tears pouring down his cheeks as he takes a moment to continue screaming in a rapid stream of French, and bouncing around the kitchen in a way he usually never does. He probably broke your headphones and or stereos really. And then he's running over to Courf and hugging him, then his face is getting jammed into the camera as he hugs Combeferre, and then, and only then, he's looking into the camera, hair askew, looking nothing so much like an excited Enjolras, although a very loud screaming one as opposed to a quietly beaming one.]

I'M GOING TO THE PARIS CONSERVATORY!!!! I'M GOING TO THE CONSERVATORY!!!

[And then the video is shutting abruptly off to the sound of maniacal, Courfeyrac-like laughter. Er, sorry everyone?]

Okay.. I think I have this figured out... what place is this?