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Eponine Thenardier (toldyouiddoit) wrote in wariscoming,

The girl looked about as happy as Eponine felt, but was dressed it seemed more for the occasion in a skimpy costume that Eponine could never have warn and felt comfortable in. Her own was scary so they said. That's what Hallow'een was supposed to be here, wasn't it? Scary. But she recognised the girl as one who had been at the party. Drinking quite a lot and watching the patrons, she'd been social, said hello. But neither girl seemed to have been in the mood for a party. Both it seemed had other things on their mind.

"I was. And I'm in the rain because..." Because why, because she could think in the rain, because when it bounced on the pavement she could see a part of her life that was just for her and just inside her head. No, none of that would make sense to the other girl. "I left early. I needed to do some thinking. I was walking back to my inn and it started raining and I just kept walking. Rain like this you get soaked through enough you stop caring. I don't even really feel it anymore."

The girl was new. Eponine knew that much. New and yet known if the party was anything to go by. "Are you staying at the complex. I have an Inn. The complex is pretty far but I could give you a room for the night if you wish it. It might be easier if you want just to sleep before you go back." And face whatever she was running from. Because she was running from something just the same as Eponine was. She could tell.

"My name is Eponine." she said finally, realising she hadn't actually introduced herself. She should probably do that. It was the done thing. Not that she was thinking in any way straight. If she was she'd have asked about Enjolras. How he was? How he'd been after. He'd probably have been thinking of a way to 'let her down simply'. Well he could wait. That could all wait.