I woke up on someone's lap. I gazed up at the beautiful face, jet black hair, and bluebell eyes. She sighed in relief. "Thank goodness! I was wondering if I was going to lose my job!"
"Why would you lose your job? You just got here," I tell her. "Why are you staring at me like that?" Her eyes were full of worry and relief . . . and hurt. Why was she sad?
"You . . . you don't remember? You blacked out, I think." What? Blacked out? The last thing I remembered was her entering the office, then I rested my head for a second. That was it.
"What time is it?" I asked.
She hesitated. She bit her lip, then answered. "Twelve-thirty."
What
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does she mean
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by twelve-thirty?
My eyes flew open, and I sat up. "What? What happened?"
"You started acting like a sixteen-year-old, sir." (Y'all can kill me. Adrien doesn't remember. *insert evil meme here* So much for romance . . . ) She gulped. "And you said some pretty embarrassing things."
"What?" I asked. "What things?"
"Y-you asked me things about my love life," she told me. Marinette twiddled and played with her things and hair. "That was it. I swear."
"It's fine. It's fine."
(Sorry for the short chap. I wanna try Felix's POV asap, and you get another OC! Sunny, suggested by AMiraculousCat, so thank you!
May all of you be reborn through words
~ Lupine_Phoenix )