Marius was in the middle of throwing on his coat when Eponine arrived. It had only just occurred to him that she'd probably walk by herself. He didn't want her walking in the dark, alone.
He had to stop assuming that she'd get one of her friends to walk or drive her over. She was no sheltered hothouse flower. She was even more precious that that.
He threw open the door and gathered her into his arms without a word. One arm of his jacket was still hanging off. he didn't care.
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Date: 2012-07-10 01:59 am (UTC)He had to stop assuming that she'd get one of her friends to walk or drive her over. She was no sheltered hothouse flower. She was even more precious that that.
He threw open the door and gathered her into his arms without a word. One arm of his jacket was still hanging off. he didn't care.