Well, the weather was doing strange things again and, as usual, Éponine was out in it. She was distinctly not happy about this, particularly since her work shift was over and she had someplace warm and . . . well, 'dry' wasn't exactly a concern right now, but she hadn't been able to pass up the price she was offered for a private delivery. It was
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She sighed, bent to scoop up the key, and in straightening to fling the thing away somewhere looked up and saw the girl. She was illuminated faintly in the light of the streetlamps, not quite clearly enough for Éponine to make out her features, but something about her seemed very familiar. Éponine slipped a little further into the shadows and kept watching.
No. No, no, no.
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Another bit of metal, this time with gear teeth, fell to the ground beside her.
"They leave me alone. But I don't have many toys. Ponine and Zelma won't let me play with their dolls."
She firmly tried to tell herself that she was being silly, but she couldn't quite muster the resolve to keep moving.
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Because of course it was inevitable that Cosette should end up here, should get the classes and the castle to live in while Éponine only looked on from outside. Again. Well, served her right for being stupid enough to hope.
"You oughtn't to be out here," she spoke up in the darkness, confident that her harsh voice wouldn't be recognizable. "Weather like this won't be very kind to your pretty little face."
What was she doing? She had no idea whether she wanted to scare Cosette off or help her.
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