it’s a bonfire, turn the lights out. i’m burning everything you motherfuckers talk about.
The papers call them ruthless. Dangerous. Criminal. Everyone knows them, everyone fears them. They consist of legends. Enjolras the fearless, terrible leader. Bahorel, a fighter who hasn’t found his match yet. Eponine, a girl so beautiful and so, so dangerous. Jehan, the pyromaniac who will light everything on fire and recites poems while he watches the city burn. No one knows how many there are exactly but everyone knows that you don’t fuck with Les Amis. They are good in bringing their point across, very good. They fight for what they believe in, literally, and they won’t stop until the city is in ashes.