Abandoned Warehouse District, Saturday Morning

[filleauloup]

As of yet, Éponine still hadn't gotten around to acquiring an official residence anywhere. This was partially due to the fact that she still had a very shaky concept of how to manage her finances, and alternated between carelessly spending all her money and hoarding it as much as possible. It was also partially -- though she wouldn't admit it to

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[filsdurenard]

The boy looked at her, mildly disappointed but not in the least ashamed or repentant. "Damn," he said. "Someday I'll catch you unaware."

[filleauloup]

Éponine narrowed her eyes; he was acting awfully casual with her, and there was something familiar about him. "Do I know you?"

[filsdurenard]

He let his jaw drop and feigned hurt. "What, do you mean you don't recognize me, Maman?"

[filleauloup]

Éponine stared at him for several seconds, then let out a single loud, harsh laugh of disbelief. "What're you playing at? I've never seen you around here before, and you're damned well not my kid." He dressed and acted like someone much closer to her time period, though, and other people had blundered across the causeway like she did. "How'd you come here?"