[2nd PLACE WINNER OF THE ANNUAL LUCKY CHARM AWARDS 2021 IN 'MARICHAT']
Marinette curiously looked over her table, at the black hexagonal box sitting right on top of it.
"What the...?"
She gently held it in her hands and cautiously opened the ancien...
I was supposed to study for my next exams on Monday.
And in all of those 15-minute breaks I had, I dedicated my time to write instead of watching YouTube.
So, here you go. A chapter published a week early.
I didn't have time to proofread so, please forgive me-
*
Her tears shocked her. She really was crying, wasn't she?
She wanted a second chance.
She deserved a second chance.
She gripped her fox necklace.
Lila gently grazed her black earrings.
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(Sure enough, just like I thought, I suck at drawing side profiles-)
'Will you lend me your strength?'
She thought.
A dark blue feather floated towards her.
*
"A TOTALLY NORMAL METEOR IS COMING TOWARDS US, GUYS!" Marinette shouted, laughing crazily with her eyes wide open, one of them even twitching, more than just frustrated over all these stupid things happening in her life. She swore if she ever finds that squeaky, busted little ass, that son of goose—DUCKbug, she's gonna yeetthe living shit out of him, Detroit smash him into the sun, carry his ashes back to earth, mix them in dog food and feed them to strays-
"Mari, are you okay?" Adrien, asked, a bit worried about his classmate-cum-crush who seemed so—done with life at this point.
"OH TOTALLY! FINE! WHYDOYOUASK!?" She shrieked.
Before Adrien could answer, she shushed him up and continued.
"You know what?" She abruptly turned to him, addressing the blond man in front of him, "You see that?" she pointed at the meteor.
Adrien, the poor boy shocked at this frustrated side of Marinette, could only nod.
"Yeah, that. Well," she turned on her heel, away from the meteor, "NOPE." She shouted, both her hands in the air.
"NOT TODAY, SATAN."
"But Marinette we gotta-"
"Adrien, you know I love you, but YOU GOTTA DRAW A LINE SOMEWHERE,"
Adrien blushed but knew Marinette didn't actually mean those words—NOT THE TIME TO BE THINKING ABOUT THESE THINGS—
HE HAD TO GO GET MARINETTE AWAY FROM HERE BEFORE SHE SNAPPED.
"Bu—"
"YOU GOTTA DRAW A FREAKING LINE IN THE SAND DUDE—"
'Are we really quoting memes here, Marinette-' Nooroo facepalmed from the inside of Marinette's bag.
