Starter for @modelbehxvior
With long fingers, the female superhero tightened her grip around the brick rim, the cityscape below her scattering for miles of victorious silence. Post-de-akumatisation, a vacant voice slipped between the setting sun; her spots beckoning at their slow disappearance. Their job had been small and quick - it was a relief to have a gentle job these days; Ladybug was grateful for it. Spotted legs floating over the edge as she sat along the edge.
“Chat... do you ever wish you...didn’t have to be Chat Noir anymore?”
It was a voice less confident than her normal boast that accompanied every battle they faced - unsure, a little timid and more like the girl under the mask - the question just as related.

















