Marinette's POV

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After the call ended, I turn to Alya and we start brainstorming what design I should use.

By the end of the day we were both exhausted and no closer to knowing. "Uuuugh" I groan. "I'm never going to be a famous fashion designer." Alya smacks me lightly with her hand and says, "Not if you keep thinking like that, why don't you go out for a walk tomorrow morning and see if you can find some inspiration?" I nod and say, "You're right, I've got to keep my spirits up." We say our goodbyes and Alya leaves for her house.

After Alya leaves I head downstairs for dinner then get ready for bed. As I am getting ready to go to sleep, I hear a tap on my window. "You awake, Princess?" I smile to myself and climb up to my balcony. As soon as I see him I am reminded of the last time I saw him and I blush slightly. "Are you okay? You look hot." He says, and I blush harder, my mind going back to his confession. I look up after a second and notice that he is also blushing. Hopefully it's not always this awkward when he come by. I think. After a second he clears his throat and says, "I saw the news today, are you going to try out for Gabriel's show?" I nod, instantly forgetting about the awkwardness. "I need to figure out what I'm going to design the dress as, but I am really excited for it." He smiled and said, "You are amazing Marinette, I'm sure you'll do great." I blush slightly and say, "thank you Kitty." He nods once and smiles at me, blushing. After a couple awkward moments, he cleared his throat and say, "uh, anyway, I should get going now." "Um, yeah. Okay, I'll see you later." I say and he nods and jumps off the balcony rails.

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