Bossuet's POV

Bonjour, my name is Bossuet. But many of you don't know me because I don't exist. I mean have you ever seen anything from my Point of View?

I go by Lesgle, Laigle, Legle, L'Aigle de Meaux, Lesgles. And I'm a walking magnet for bad luck. Find me tripping over everything and anything because I'm just so unlucky. This is short because nobody ever really works on my personality so they make my entire character being a clumsy ditz who can't function well whatsoever.

Atleast I'm not as invisible as my friend Bahorel. At least I'm lucky in that sense. This chapter is boring, just like me so why did you even decided to click on this? I know all of you came here for Enjolras or at least Grantaire. Oh well, I suppose I'll see you guys never. 

*dies*

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i cry inside for this man, the only good fic representation i see with him is on ao3 which I'm not surprised because wattpad is wattpad sooo