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    Enjolras was an ice-maiden. Enjolras was a Valkyrie who rode through grey skies and never looked at the ground. She ran Les ABC with an iron fist, but as far as Grantaire knew, she lived like a nun; in a small circle full of incestuous hook-ups and girlfriend-swapping, she was an island without bridges, an ivory tower without a door.

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    06 Aug 2026

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    “Come on, come on.” Courfeyrac is leading the way. “Retweet them a few times, give some hugs, and you're a golden god. Then we get to party til dawn. Beauties on the bus.”

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    03 Jun 2026

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    The music is loud and new. It’s trending something a little more aggressive than dad rock, which is a space that Trinity is apparently really thriving in, but Victoria’s more used to, like, women on the Top 40. She’s sure Trinity would give her so much shit for that. She sort of finds herself wanting to say something, to goad her. As easy as it is for Trinity to get under Victoria’s skin, the opposite is true, too.

    Trinity’s dancing with Victoria, actually dancing with her, not next to her, the way she was with Mel. She’s not touchy, not really, but she’s drunk and a little clumsy, now, and sometimes, her hand knocks against Victoria’s side or shoulder.

    It’s easy to dance with her, to her credit. Victoria’s not super familiar with this type of thing, doesn’t really know what she’s doing, but she can swing her hips and nod her head and let Trinity’s big, beautiful eyes carry her far away from here. She’s sweating and tripping over herself, drunk and happy, and she is going to get home past her curfew and nurse a hangover tomorrow and be twenty-one and normal and okay.

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    Javadi’s coworkers take her out for her 21st birthday.

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    18 May 2026

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    “You are…” Ilya licked his bloodied teeth and tried to remember the word. “Squeamish?”

    “No,” Hollander said. His eyes were still so wide, tracing over Ilya’s bruised face like searchlights. “Fuck. Just—”

    He stepped back, stumbling a little on socked feet, and jerked his head at the doorway. Get in.

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    17 May 2026

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    There is a very attractive woman in front of Ilya. A woman that wants to fuck him. His body is consciously aware of this very fact, however, his entire brain seems to neglect it, opting to scream look at what’s behind her like a screeching freight train.

    On the screen is the dark outline of a person, shot against a blinding sun. Any distinguishable features are obscured, cloaked in dim shadow. Still, Ilya knows exactly who it is.

    He would recognize that silhouette anywhere.

    Or, Ilya keeps seeing Shane everywhere — on the TV, in advertisements. It may or may not be interfering with his attempts to get laid, and also does nothing to change the fact that he hasn't seen Shane in months.

    Set during the 2014-2016 montage era.

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    17 May 2026