➳ i am a ghost, just a mirage

[seditiously]

( who chases traces of you )

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oh are you ready for this—

[habitually]

Or they don’t.

[ It comes from his mouth like a slap; it’s bitter and raw and he immediately regrets it. Rémi takes a deep breath, trying to bite his tongue. R looks up at Enjolras, feeling small again as he takes a step back from him. What was it for? We lost. You lost. Another man won your fight-

He turns and walks away from the crowd. And Apollo. The boyfriend like voice in his head tells him to look for the silver lining. Be better, do this right. I’m thankful I didn’t have to see his bloodied body under Liberty’s feet. ]

OOF

[seditiously]

[The words, surprisingly bitter and raw, knock Enjolras off kilter. He tries to reach out, figure out what he’s said now to upset him—]

Remi, wai—

[Enjolras’ fingers grasp only air, their intended target already out of earshot in the busy, cacophonous hallway. He tries to maneuver his way through the crowd of tourists and school groups, but it’s too late; Remi’s nowhere to be seen.]