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" Sorry Nino, my father won't let me hang out," Adrien lied.
It was a simple afternoon in Paris and the Parisian sky was blue but did not contain a pearly white cloud.It wasn't too hot as not much of the civilians had been outside.Neither was there a breeze but there seemed to be something up with Nino.
"I understand, Dude,"Nino sighed before ending the call.
He was planning a date with Alya, tonight and he was relying on his best mate to have his back. It was usual for Adrien's cold-hearted father to disallow him to hang out with his friend's, especially with Nino.Yes , he was understanding but Adrien Agreste's tone seemed to be a bit...muffled.As if he were hiding something.The young music lover decided to ignore his assumption and text his wonderful girlfriend the bad news.He knew she would be disappointed but he couldn't face her tonight.
'Sorry, babe maybe,another time?' Alya read.
It was clear she was mortified.She had been in the middle of fixing her hair when she received the message.Alya was aware that an Akuma may choose her as it's next victim so she decided to text Marinette.She would cheer her up.Right?
'Hey, Mari wondering if you wanted to hang out?'
'Um, maybe later'
'Oh...ok'
'Ttyl Alya'
Well, that went well.
It just made things worse.
Meanwhile, Alya paced up and down trying to flood her mind with happy thoughts and figures, Nino was in his room listening to alternative tunes, it wasn't his ideal tune to play but it matched his mood perfectly.
