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[pro_patria_mortuus]

Enjolras spent the afternoon (or the loose Milliways equivalent) first in conversation with Courfeyrac -- primarily discussing certain philosophers of the mid-20th century, but also hearing an enthusiastically convoluted description of Courfeyrac's new favorite television shows. After that, sparring with Bahorel.

He's just washed up and changed into a clean shirt and waistcoat, and is considering between dinner and the library, when there's a familiar knock on the door. "Come in," he calls.

He doesn't yet know which friend it is, but all the same the smile of greeting started at the knock.

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[tu_vas_triompher]

Unsurprisingly, it's Feuilly! They don't have any language studies scheduled just now, but it's a rare day that they don't run into one another or stop by one another's room.

Stepping through the door, Feuilly first makes a hasty check that he's not about to trip over any of Combeferre's science, or release a study specimen into the hallway. No dinosaurs? Good.

"Hullo--am I interrupting anything?"