I haven't seen him since the last broadway production. He was still the same coiffed brown hair and blue eyed guy I had known a year ago. He still laughs over the stupidest things and calls me Sammie. What can I say? I, on the other hand, was an outgoing, but insecure brown haired girl. I had been chosen to be Eponine in Les Mis and he was chosen to be Enjolras. That's when two different worlds clashed together as one.