[text] If that’s what you want to do, mon ami. The rooms at Hyeres are still empty, if you still want them.
[Text] That’s up to you and Enjolras
[text] I can’t quite believe that, mais oui, I have missed you too. And I’m sorry. For everything.
[Text] Can we just forget about it?
[text] Non non. It’s my fault. I would give you a cuddle if I were there.
[Text] I’ve missed you
[text] Well in that case you’ve been getting what you want ever since I first apologised.
[Text] I’m sorry
[text] Non, mon ami. I don’t hate you, Enjolras adores you, Jehan adores you, Lucy is always talking about you, Bahorel wouldn’t crush you in hugs if he didn’t love you, and Joly and Bossuet wouldn’t tolerate oysters if they hated you. I just said wrong words in anger.
[Text] You swear? Because I’d really rather just know the truth
[text] Well, non, I did want to get them for you.
[Text] Do the others hate me too?
[text] Just have faith that I don’t hate you. I don’t buy clotted cream and t-shirts for people I hate.
[Text] You’re just trying to make it up to me
[text] I can tell you’re not going to believe me, but at least if I say it perhaps you will come round to believing it. I can’t just ignore you and hope it will be forgotten. You’re one of my closest friends.
[Text] I don’t know what to do