minimandy910 Secret Santa- Javert's Christmas December 25, 1820. Although Javert never failed to attend mass on Sundays, he did not see the point of closing shops and giving everyone a day off from work on Christmas Day. This was his first Christmas in Montreuil-sur-Mer- in other words, his first wasted day in Montreuil-sur-Mer. He carefully made his bed. Once it was perfect, Javert turned around and noticed that his house plant, which was visible through the open door of his bedroom, was swaying slightly, as if being blown by the wind. This was strange, as all of his windows were closed during the winter. He left his room and looked at his front door. To his surprise, it was open.
Secret Santa for HareclawOfSkyClan. A New arrival.He had never really thought about dying. The revolution? Yes. Dying? No. Now he stood, on the astral plains of death, and for the first time he actually thought about it.He found death was much different than what he was expecting. There was no flash of light, no divine voice congratulating him for his hard work, just, a street, one he knew when the canon of Les Mis took a short break. He rationalized that because he died he wouldn't have to go back to the canon.It really didn't take him long to find the apartment building, he'd had an apartment on hold for quite some time now. While he was entering he ran into someone he never expected t
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