a/n:
the outfit above ^^ is for the second part of this chapter !
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sorry for the typos
Alix's brother has been de-evilized and Paris went back to normal. I can't believe I just watched from behind. I feel so helpless but at the same time, I can do nothing about it. If I were in a show, I would be the most boring character of all.
I pushed my hands in the pockets of my jeans and grabbed my phone. I texted Alya that I'm going back to get my violin. Not waiting for a reply, I walked away, stuffing the phone back inside. It wasn't really a long walk, nor a short one either but I'm willing to save some money for the future.
On my walk, I have noticed quite a few things about Paris. Seeing the birds fly whenever they want and plenty of trees and flowers around the area, I can now see why Paris is a hot tourist spot. It's so magical and even the reported akuma attacks didn't stop them from coming, it even attracted them. Weird people.
A few more sightseeing and brisk walking, I finally reached Hazel's workshop for musicians. Pushing the door open, the bell hung on top of the door immediately rang and the receptionist turned her head to face me, placing down her phone and giving me a smile. "Ah, (Y/N)! I was scared that you forgot your violin!"
Laughing, I answered back, "That wouldn't be possible, Mrs. Hazel. I wouldn't want my mom to kill me."
The woman bent down, opening the biggest drawer where the violin was kept. She placed it down on the desk and I grabbed it, thanking her for keeping it safe for the meantime.
"Did you have your lunch already?" The woman asked and I shook my head. "Well, I ordered Chinese food earlier so stay for a while. I bet I ordered way too much for myself anyway." As if on cue, the delivery man arrived then parked his motorcycle in front of the workshop. Mrs. Hazel grabbed her wallet and walked outside, paying the delivery man for his services.
She immediately pulled the food out of the paper bags and my stomach churned as the inviting smell of the food quickly filled the airconditioned room, "Thank god, I'm hungry."
We didn't exactly eat all of it in one go. It's more decent if I ate at the same pace as Mrs. Hazel did. She also informed me about the auditions for the upcoming performance at the Icarus theatre and she encouraged me to try it out. I mean, I don't think I'm first chair material but hearing her say that I have the skills to be included in the higher ranks really helped me build my confidence.
I didn't notice that the skies were getting darker so by the time I decided to go home, it was already raining and to my luck, I didn't bring an umbrella. Mrs. Hazel offered me hers but I politely declined, "I can just...make a run for it. The bus stop is kinda near. If I wait longer, this rain would get a lot stronger."
"Oh just take it (Y/N). I don't want you to get sick."
"No! Really, ma'am. It's fine, I'm going to be fine. I don't want you getting sick either."
With that, I left the workshop, giving Mrs. Hazel a thumbs up before using my hands as a shield. Biting my lip, I ran towards the not so near bus stop. "It's not so bad...." I mumbled to myself.
Halfway towards the bus stop, I heard the tires of a car slightly scrape against the asphalt road. Squinting, I turned around and saw a familiar car pull up. The passenger's door opened, revealing Adrien sitting on the far left. "Come on, get inside."
Chuckling, I asked, "Are you kidding me? No! I'm sure your father wouldn't like soggy seats."
"Of all times you wanted to disagree with me, you choose now? Right under the rain?" Adrien asked teasingly. "You're unbelievable, (Y/N)."
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