What do we do? Panic? Freak? I usually panic but I’m happy to freak.
Marius Pontmercy at some point, probably
Grantaire: I'm not drunk. I'm more sober than I've ever been in my entire life.
Grantaire: Okay, I'm a little bit drunk--
Grantaire: I'm totally drunk, but my mind is sober.
I wish I could say ’??????’ in real life, it’d be very useful.
Marius Pontmercy at some point, probably
Grantaire: I just want to send people home and curl up with my favorite book.
Marius: The hollowed-out one with the booze inside?
Grantaire: Yeah. I can't put it down.
Enjolras: This is not a party for kids.
Gavroche: Ooh, what are you going to do, sit around and tell dirty jokes?
Grantaire: Waste of time, Marius wouldn't get any of them
Eponine: Hey! The only person who’s allowed to call my brother a doofus is me!
Gavroche: Yeah and if I’m a doofus, I’d rather she call me it!
Grantaire: Come on, just one drink!
Marius: When was the last time you had one drink?
Grantaire: ...Communion...
I am not a successful adult! I don’t eat vegetables and/or take care of myself!
Grantaire at some point, probably
Marius: *Heads out to see Cosette*
Enjolras: Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.
Marius: I think I crossed that line when I got a date.
Marius: You don't have Facebook?
Eponine: I don't like to make it /that/ easy for the FBI.
If you need me, I’ll be down here. On the floor. Dying.
Grantaire at some point, probably
Enjolras: Damn you’re violent…
Gavroche: Yeah but I’m short so it’s adorable.
The best way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, so push your blade in and up for a definite kill.
Eponine Thenardier at some point, probably
Marius: (Talking about mice) They’re dirty, they carry disease, they eat garbage
Courfeyrac: So does Grantaire, you’re not afraid of him.
Enjolras: What happened to your chin?
Marius: Oh that...sports injury.
Courfeyrac: Oh please...he tripped on the remote while Combferre and I were watching football.
Enjolras: Do you know what I’ve realized?
Marius: That some things are better left unsaid?
Enjolras: Nice try.
Enjolras: Did you eat dinner?
Grantaire: Yeah, I did, don’t worry about it.
Enjolras: Cereal and alcohol doesn’t count.
Grantaire: Then no, I didn't.