Somewhere in my headcanon is the idea that Grantaire somehow managed to lose his shoes before passing out drunk, so when he crossed the room to join Enjolras he was walking barefoot across glass, splinters, blood and whatever other debris was in the room. And he didn’t even notice.
les miserables
There are men who seem to be born to be the reverse, the obverse, the wrong side. They are Pollux, Patrocles, Nisus, Eudamidas, Ephestion, Pechmeja. They only exist on condition that they are backed up with another man; their name is a sequel, and is only written preceded by the conjunction and; and their existence is not their own; it is the other side of an existence which is not theirs. Grantaire was one of these men. He was the obverse of Enjolras.