"You'll see... you'll see."

Grantaire snorted, stumbling back against the wall in order to keep his balance. "Is anyone ever /really/ okay?" (Lillian Valjean)

@the_steel_rose Grantaire narrowed his eyes at her, standing up straight. Stumbling over to her slightly, he frowned. "Just give it to me."

//I want to see R crumple against a wall and cry his eyes out because I am evil.

"Precisely." The entire time R spoke to Lillian Valjean he wore a frown on his face, a red mark on his cheek from sleeping at the table.

@the_steel_rose "Life isn't good for me," Grantaire hissed angrily, the alcohol already in his system doing most of the speaking, "but I -

@the_steel_rose deal with, so just give me th bottle." The man advanced on her, not letting her get to far from him.

//I'll be back in around an hour or two.

@the_steel_rose Out of spite, Grantaire firmly grabbed her shoulders, anger in his eyes. "Why would you do that?!" He spat icily, glaring -

@the_steel_rose down at her. Realizing what he was doing, R backed off slowly, stepping away slowly.

Sobs forever.

@the_steel_rose "I don't care.. None of it's worth it anyways. We're all going to die in battle, why not ride into it drunk?" Grantaire -

@the_steel_rose lifted a brow towards her, sighing heavily as he glanced at her hand.

"Do you permit it?"

@the_steel_rose "I have my reasons." Granted muttered under his breath, his thoughts straying to the one man who made him stay; Enjolras. -

@the_steel_rose "I have my reasons.." The drunk repeated once again.

//I'm heading to bed, replies in the morning.

@the_steel_rose "Yes." Grantaire's admiration for Enjolras' embarrassed him, he figured people would find it strange that he was willing -

@the_steel_rose to go through so much for one man.

//Oh, new bio.