Mistakes were made.

It was a simple fact Felix realized too late.

Mistakes were made, he miscalculated, he should have gone to Juleka but now it was officially too late.

Felix stood with a slight grimace, watching Marinette dash about in the fabric store, most excited for this project Bustier thought up.

In honor of International Women's Day coming up, Bustier is having the class work on a unique project.

All girls were to delve into their passions and strengths and making a presentation off their skills, boys got an easy grade assisting those girls, or both could do a research presentation on a historical woman and her success.

Usually Felix would've chosen to just do the research presentation, but pressed for time, he concluded it'd be better to just help one of the girls.

So Felix went to the most tolerable girl in the class, Marinette.

He expect that she would've designed and made something, something easy and simple.

But this was quite a reminder that he didn't quite know Marinette that well.

Now he was stuck in a fabric shop, watching this girl dart around in an eager blur, gathering up everything she could desire or need to make for Felix, who was her model since he agreed to help her, a suit.

Felix sighed as she darted past him, one cloth flapping behind her like a broad shimmering tail, getting gradually unrolled in her excited rush.

Or maybe it's her own bad luck that's catching up to her that unrolled the cloth.

Bending down, Felix picked up the unrolled fabric, rolling it up and following Marinette as she sorted through sheets, trying to find the right pattern she wanted. Eyeing the mass of rolled up fabrics she had somehow balanced in one arm, he offered, "How about I hold some of those for you?"

Marinette gave a start, almost dropping the bundle in surprise. She turned to Felix, brows raised. She moved to decline, reassure him that she had it, then realize that, yeah, she did have a little much. Plus, Felix holding some means she could hold more…

Flashing him a bright smile, she said, "Thanks Felix!"

Felix blinked at the bright smile flashed at him.

He quickly looked away, clearing his throat and accepting the bundles. "No problem," he mumbled.

With her hands free, Marinette held up two asking, "What looks good to you? Both colors would be real complimentary, but there's a matter of does it need a little more visual to make it interesting, or would that be too much or…"

As Marinette rambled over the possibilities, more rolling ideas around than actually asking his opinion, Felix concluded Marinette certainly knew what she was doing.

He foresaw a solid passing in their future.

Now he just had to make it through this creative rush.