The city centre was extremely busy, but that was to be expected. Élodie had grown up, here in Paris, so the hustle and bustle of the city was no surprise to her. Although she had moved to New York 5 years ago, she still came back to Paris whenever she could. It was her home, and her best friends, Matthieu and Juliette, still lived here.
Élodie had made the decision to move to New York a few months after Tony Stark had announced that he was Iron Man. Matt and Jules had made that decision with her, deciding that it would be safer for her to live in a city with superheroes, just in case anything happened. Just in case she caused something to happen.
But coming back to her city always made her feel happy, no matter what was going on in her life at the time.
She was on her way to meet up with Jules, Noémi and Aurélie, some of her friends for high school when she managed to walk straight into a wall of muscle.
"Excusez-moi, monsieur! Je ne vous ai pas vu." She apologised immediately.
"I'm sorry, I don't speak french." The man replied, chuckling slightly, dark hair falling over his eyes.
"I said, excuse me, I didn't see you." Élodie translated for the slightly flustered man, smiling up at him.
"It was no problem, at least you apologised. Back home you have to navigate the streets to avoid bumping into people and if someone walks into you, for some reason, its your fault." He smiled back at you. "Anyway, I must get going, my friend's waiting for me." He gave you a little wave, and ran over to a tall blond man standing across the road.
Élodie shook her head, smiling lightly, and made her way over to the little coffee shop where she was meeting her friends, her mind solely focused on the handsome stranger that she had literally walked into.