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When Marinette woke up, she had a text from Adrien. When did I even give him my number? She wondered.
Adrien: Sorry about last night, but I had a lot of fun with you. Want to fight off our hangovers together, and get some ice cream?
Is he asking me out on a date? Chill Mari, chill.
Marinette: No, I should be the one apologizing. I got a little too drunk last night. I’d love to go get some ice cream though. How about in an hour?
Adrien: Don’t apologize. I’ll see you in an hour at Andre’s then, or should I pick you up?
Marinette: If you come pick me up, I’ll feed you some snacks from the bakery as an apology. I stayed at my parents place last night.
Adrien: Like I said, no need for an apology, but I won’t say no to snacks. See you in an hour.
Marinette: See ya.
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Adrien arrived an hour later at the Dupain-Cheng’s bakery, “Good morning, I’m here to see Marinette. Is she here?” He said to the woman at the register. She looked a lot like Marinette, Adrien assumed it was her mom.
“Good morning! Yes, she’s upstairs. Go on up”
“Thank you very much ma’am.” Adrien took off up the stairs, “Oh Marineeetteeee!” He called out.
Marinette came out of her room in a light pink top and jeans, her hair tied up in a bun.
“Ugh. Do you have to be so loud?” Marinette groaned
“Aw. Does somebody have a headache?” Adrien teased
“Yes. Now I believe you promised me ice cream”
“I did, but you promised me snacks”
“Fine, fine. Let’s go downstairs.” Marinette said, rolling her eyes.
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After they had eaten way too many snacks from the bakery, they headed toward Andre’s ice cream stand.
They both got their ice cream, and started walking around the city. They talked about everything from their favorite music, to their hopes and dreams.
They ended up in front of the Eiffel Tower as the sun was setting. Adrien turned to Marinette, “Uh, hey Marinette?”
“Yeah, Adrien?” She looked up at him.
“I-uh, I really like you.” He whispered
A blush covered Marinette’s cheeks, “I like you too, Adrien” she smiled back at him.
Then he leaned in for a kiss, but before he could kiss her, Marinette stopped him, “In order to kiss me, you’re gonna have to beat me at Ultimate Mecha Strike. I finally got my hands on a copy.”
Adrien laughed, “You’re on!”