[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.]
OOF
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.]