Feb 5, 2021
The first time Adrien gets drunk, he starts rambling incoherently about how much he loves his wife.
This is confusing to all of his friends, as Adrien is single.
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The first time Adrien gets drunk, he starts rambling incoherently about how much he loves his wife.
This is confusing to all of his friends, as Adrien is single.
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This chapter veers into crack territory so beware, haha. Lots of fluff and drunk Adrien :)
Chapter Seven Sneak Peek:
“You should draw me.” Adrien picked up one of Marinette’s pencils and handed it to her. “Draw me and make me pretty.”
“You’re already pretty.”
“Oh! Draw Chat Noir! You like him!”
Nino gave Marinette a look. She ignored him. “I don’t think I remember what he looks like enough to draw him.”
“Imagine me but with cat ears.” Adrien held his hands above his head to represent the cat ears. “And a mask.” He danced his fingers across his eyes. “Ears and a mask, Marinette!” He did the motions again.
Adrien and Marinette, very drunk, forgetting that they both already confessed to everything and just repeatedly confessing their identities and feelings to each other for, like, an hour
Alya: How drunk are they?
Marinette: Lemme check
Marinette: *leans out the second-floor window to look at the boys in the street below*
Adrien: SWEEEEEET MARINETTE
Nino: BA, BA BAAAAAA
Both, leaning into each other: GOOD TIMES NEVER SEEMED SO GOOD
Marinette: real frickin' drunk apparently
Writer Nonnie and oh man what that conversation might have been like. "Adrian, my son, I trust that I have taught you well to watch over our home while I am away." "Your trust is not misplaced father. Even the smallest nook will be clean." "Good, good, that's my boy. I'll write you when I get the chance and see how your mother is doing." "Travel safely." *after Dracula leaves* "Well the wine isn't going to drink itself, I'll just refill it with water and grape juice." *some time later* "ADRIAN!"
Hahahaha!!! xD
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