I don’t care if people know who I am or if I make a ton of money, I just love my work so much.
all of the amis expect the triumvirate apartment to be impeccably organized and spotless and function like a well-oiled machine
in reality courfeyrac can’t tell their clothing apart when he folds the laundry, enjolras always vacuums at the worst possible time, and combeferre can never find a clean pan with a matching lid to make them dinner in
so basically they end up smushed onto the couch eating takeout and wearing each other’s clothes nine times out of ten and it’s like their dirty little secret that being emotionally compatible doesn’t necessarily mean they’re roommate compatible
and they’re just fine with that
conversely, the joly/bossuet/musichetta + grantaire household runs so well that bahorel actually thinks he’s stepped into an alternate universe when he visits
Daniel Ribeiro, Hoje Eu Quero Voltar Sozinho (2014)
kieren walker + looking at simon