Tout va bien. || Combeferre and Grantaire.
Combeferre walked wearily through the streets of Paris. This winter had appeared to be harsher than any that Paris had experienced before, and as he walked the icy breeze nipped at his skin, causing him to pull his coat tighter around himself. It was late and the streets were virtually empty, even the whores that lingered around the area were nowhere to be seen as the student walked through the silence, the only sound being the clips of his shoes against the frozen ground as he walked. He had been at the University for the most part of the day, the remainder; spent at work within his internship, of course, he could have left much earlier than he had- though whilst there was work to be done, he was content to stay.Though now, as he walked through the lonely streets, he wished he had left earlier. After finally reaching his small apartment, Combeferre began to settle for the evening.
He had no intention of sleeping, but instead planned to study, perhaps sleep for an hour or two later in the night. He had just sat down at his desk when he heard a rapid knock on the door, rising to peer through the window; He could just make out the figure of Grantaire, So he quickly moved to the door opening it. “Grantaire?” He asked, unsure what had brought him to his apartment at such an hour. “Is everything alright?.. Come- Come inside..”