princesspatria asked: At /every single fuckin' meeting/, R tried to make conversation with Enjolras, but the blonde always got a weird sharky look in his eyes, so R decided to get drunk and hang onto Enjolras' friend, Courf. Courf was kind of a giant troll with a pretty smile, but he let R curl up against him and smiled every time Enjolras directed his shark-glare at him. "Enj's gonna glare a hole through Courf's head," Bahorel said quietly, as Feuilly sipped his soda and nodded, "Not the first time it's happened."