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Marinette, for lack of a better word, was nervous.
When Adrien— gorgeous, wonderful, perfect Adrien— had approached her earlier, her poor heart was fluttering at mach speed and setting her face aflame. She was so busy focusing on calming her pulse that she almost missed his invitation to join him for lunch after he had explained that Alya and Nino had bailed for their own plans.
Well, Marinette wouldn’t complain. Any moments spent with the blonde haired god beside her were precious and she dutifully decided to treat this as the most important event she’d ever attended. Sure, it was just lunch. Maybe she was being a bit dramatic. She possibly was a little too quiet as she walked by his side towards...somewhere with food, delicate fingers tightly clapsed before her. What was she supposed to say anyways? ‘Nice day out?’ Her lips pouched in a slight pout as she, as always, overthought her next move.
