( Johnny doesn't want -- probably doesn't need to know whatever's going on with Éponine and Dave. He doesn't like complicated shit. He's just gonna enjoy this while he can, because it's his party, so he gets to do what he wants to do, damnit.
Okay, well. Éponine could probably make him do whatever she wanted him to do, in all honesty. But still. She's successful in bringing him even closer, his lips practically against the soft skin of her neck -- until he can't help but grin cheesily to himself. He's hopeless. )
six hundred years later ;;
Okay, well. Éponine could probably make him do whatever she wanted him to do, in all honesty. But still. She's successful in bringing him even closer, his lips practically against the soft skin of her neck -- until he can't help but grin cheesily to himself. He's hopeless. )