Combeferre closed the door behind them both, eyeing the things they brought with them.

"Good to see you again, Bahorel."

He picked up the bottles with his name written on them. "Do you know, I think I'm going to keep this little label. Each and every letter just screams how proud you were of managing that little feat. It almost spells my name, even."

Combeferre picked up some of the bottles and put them in the fridge. "Might as well keep them cold. It's a good thing I haven't bought food lately, because now my fridge is completely full of beer."

Coming back into the room, he answered Courfeyrac's question. "I put the unsorted boxes into Enjolras' room for now, the garbage into the garbage, and the rest is in my room."