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A/N: credit for plot and unchanged parts of the script go to the writers of friends.

TIME SKIP - The Next Morning - THE CAFÉ MUSAIN

Y/n goes to the Café Musain for her usual morning coffee. Madame Houcheloup is wiping the counter as y/n enters and sits at the bar.

"Bonjour!" Madame Houcheloup chirps.

"Hey." Her arms cross on top of the counter.

"How was the big anniversary dinner?" Her eyebrows wiggle as she begins to make y/n's usual order of coffee.

"Well, we never actually got to dinner." She gulps.

"Ohhh, nice." She chuckles. Madame then picks up the pot of now hot coffee.

"No, we kind of broke up instead..."

"What?!" She shouts as she drops the pot of coffee and spills it all over the floor. Y/n looks over the counter. "God, Madame it's everywhere."

Madame Houcheloup signs and rubs her hands on her apron. "That's okay, this is more important than coffee" she pauses, tilts her head and scrunches her nose "on my floor! You broke up?!" Her eyes meet Y/n's. She steps over the mess and places her hands onto the counter.

"Yeah, but it's okay, because when Enjolras left Arthur came over-" Y/n starts.

"Oh no!!" Madame interrupts and lightly slams her hand on the counter.

"No-"

"Y/n, you and Arthur?!" She interrupts again.

"No, no-no, it's okay, calm down. Arthur and I talked, and I realized how much I love that stupid blondie, and, yeah, we got our problems, but I really want to make it work."

Madame nods and holds Y/n's hands. "Good. You two are meant for each other and this is just a mountain that you two can climb over together." They smile at each other.

IN ENJOLRAS' BEDROOM

Enjolras wakes up in a sprawled position on his bed. His head pounds and he groans. He then straightens himself out on the bed and puts his silk blanket over his head.

Adele enters from the bathroom in a towel. "Morning!"

Enjolras bolts upright, without moving the covers from his head. He then peaks his head out to see Adele. His eyes squint and then widen remembering what he did last night. He scrambles out of bed, gets changed and goes to the kitchen for breakfast.

He grabs a glass and fills it with water. As he begins to chug down the water, he goes to his front door to check for any mail. There are a few letters laying upon his door mat. He picks them up and goes to sit on his kitchen bar stool. He picks up the top one and opens it up and begins to read it out loud.

"Hi, it's y/n. I've been trying to reach you all night. I feel awful. Please, Enjolras, you gotta know there is nothing between me and Arthur. This whole break-up thing is just stupid."

He stops reading to nod his head fast and say "yeah!!" He goes back to reading the letter.

"I'm just so sorry I put you through it. And I don't want to get back together over a piece of paper."

He stops again and shakes his head fast. "Na-huh." He reads the letter again.

"So, I love you." He puts his glass down and grasps the letter with both hands and holds it close to his face.

"I love you!" He lets out a breath of relief and finishes reading the letter.

"And you know what, I'm going to go to bed now, but on my way to work tomorrow morning, I'm going to stop by around 8:30. Bye."

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