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There is dirt in Lalo’s mouth. He spits it out. “Hello,” he says again. “Are you awake yet?”
There is a long, guttural exhale. “I’m awake,” says a dry voice. “I was hoping you weren’t.”
Bookmarked by treetears
12 Sep 2023
Bookmarker's Notes
yep and they were gravemates
can't stop thinking about the "don't fall asleep or i'll touch you 👻 con el dedo de hueso ☠️" bit it's so good
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Enjolras presses his lips together. He already looks pained, and Grantaire hasn't even opened his mouth yet. That's got to be a record, even for them.
"I need a favor," he says at last.
"With what?" says Grantaire. "Ooh, are you forming a cult? Can I join? I'd be awesome at cults, I just know it." He ticks off his qualifications on his fingers. "I love chanting, I look great in robes—"
(High school AU. Grantaire the disaffected stoner is pulled into a cause bigger than himself. Or: in which there are pretend boyfriends for great justice.)
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- Part 1 of World Ain't Ready-verse