Who: Enjolras and Mike Warren What: Long lost twins reunited...kind of When: Plot...Day 1! Where: The grocery store Warnings: Pfft
Enjolras was having a very strange day.
Waking up in the same bed as Grantaire was...weird. Not unpleasant in the slightest but that was the problem, wasn't it? He couldn't let anyone find out about that. His family had a 'reputation' to maintain, after all. If they thought he was seeing a man... Anyway, it had probably been just a few too many drinks and he could run out the door and into his own flat with no issues at all.
Only there was no food in his flat. That was also concerning. Maybe he'd had a longer bender than he'd thought. He wasn't usually a big drinker, but being in America did make things a little different. It had probably been a social thing, a way to get himself more acclimated with the people around him. So he'd head down to the shops, buy a few things, get food in him... It was fine! Really.
What he hadn't counted on was reaching for a shopping cart and finding another hand trying to pull the same one out. He rolled his eyes on instinct. "Je suis désolé, c'était le mien," he began, then switched to English as he looked up to meet the man's face. "Sorry, I was here first..." His voice trailed off, though, when he looked up in confusion.