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Chat Noir wasn’t sure how much time had passed when the rain suddenly stopped.
No—it didn’t stop—he was being…covered?
He slowly looked up. A familiar-looking black umbrella, held by an outstretched hand. Lightly dampened raven locks. Achingly warm bluebell eyes.
“…Marinette?”
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