I'm back

"Mari, this is my agent and best friend, Melodie Zag"

The woman waved to the bluenette enthusiastically. "Hey! It's so nice to meet you!" Then, she proceeded to sit on the chair next to her friend. "So, what are we doing first?" she asked the designer, expectant.

"Um, Bridgette was going to tell me what she wanted, and then I was going to show her what I had in mind" She answered, nervously playing with the hem of her blouse.

"Great! I got here just in time to bring your notebook Bri, after all, you left it in my office. Really, you need to pay more attention" The blonde said, as she took opened her purse and grabbed a red notebook with black polka dots. She handed it to the older bluenette, who rolled her eyes as she took it. "I'm not that distracted" she huffed, making Melodie snort. "Of course you aren't. You just simply have been leaving this along with important paperwork all around the building over the past month. Bri, I know you are over the moon after he proposed, believe me when I say we all are, but you need to focus more" The model sighed. "Ok, I'll try to put more attention. But it's just that I'm still in shock, I mean, you know how much he took to ask me out. I thought he would propose on our deathbeds." The blonde snorted. "And he would have, if Adrien hadn't given him that heartfelt speech"

The women laughed as they shared anecdotes, while Marinette watched the exchange, amused. Here they were, two of the most influential people in Paris, giggling like teenagers when they talked about boys. How did she know that? Well, let's say that in her slumber parties she and Alya didn't necessarily discussed how to end global warming. Instead of interrupting, she let the pair have their moment, feeling less intimidated than before. Seeing them behave in such a human behavior remembered Marinette that they were people, not a show.

Finally, the pair remembered where they were and stopped their chatter, looking slightly embarrassed. "Sorry Marinette. I guess we got slightly out of topic" Bridgette said. The designer smiled. "No problem. Now, how about we get started?" The model nodded and as she disposed herself to talk, Marinette interrupted her. "Sorry but, do you mind if I ask you a few questions?" The model shook her head. "Perfect! So first of all, I want to know special stuff that reminds you of him. Something that when you see it on the street, your mind immediately brings you to him,"

The woman smiled tenderly. "Cats. Black cats in specific. Grey, but it's a light grey. Rain. Books, mainly classics. Someone with bad luck. High rooftops. Espresso." She sighed. "There's many more, but those are the ones that characterize him the best."

Marinette looked up from her notebook, where she wrote everything Bridgette had said. "Ok. So, the next question is if the wedding is going to be in an open or closed space"

Melodie intervened. "They haven't decided yet, but it will be most likely outdoors, since it will be this summer"

"Excellent! You already answered my next question. So to end with the questions and proceed with you telling me what you want, do you have any theme or will it be a normal wedding?"

The women shared a look. "Actually, that is what comes with the 'what I want' part" She took a sip of her cup before opening her notebook. In the selected page, a diagram could be seen, and the main square said: 'Lucky Charm Wedding'. As it developed, lots of notes about different wedding stuff were written across the sheet. What was different about wasn't just the title, but the state of the notebook, as it looked at least 10 years old. It had stains and it looked deteriorated, plus the calligraphy had lots of hearts and doodles, like written by a couple of middle schoolers.

"So, as you know, the wedding will be in the summer. Felix and I haven't decided yet if it will be in the woods or in the beach, or in his parent's house, but that's the last thing. It will be hot for sure, so I was thinking no sleeves. The colors will be black and red, as they are kind of symbolic, so maybe we can do something with that, and against contrary beliefs, it won't be a big wedding, as we're just inviting our family and close friends, so it will be of about one hundred and fifty people. Something I would really like in any form during the wedding is black cats and ladybugs." She then proceeded to talk about the wedding plans, while Marinette wrote furiously on her notebook, trying to catch everything. Melodie noticed the struggle of the girl and put a hand on her friend's mouth, to shut her up. "Bri, give the girl a rest. How about instead of her having to write everything about the wedding, she takes a picture of the plans? That way she will have them at every time"

Bridgette moved the blonde's hand to the table. "That's a good idea. Do you agree Mari?"

The designer nodded. "Yes! It's easier for me to carry it in my phone. Besides, my hand is really tired right now"

She took the photo, and put her phone in her pocket. Meanwhile, Melodie got a call. She looked at them apologetically and answered. "Hey Gabriel, what's up?" she said, and paused to listen to the person in the line. Marinette on the other hand, was freaking out inside. Someone who was a meter apart from her was talking with Gabriel Agreste. The Gabriel Agreste. Her biggest idol since she was a child.

The blonde established a discussion through her phone. "Do I really have to go right now? I'm doing something important" she searched for her friends gaze and smiled. "What could be important? I'm helping your favorite model and future niece-in-law with the stuff for her wedding, that's important!" She rubbed her temples, exasperated. "I don't care what happened in post-production- Wait. What happened in post-production?" she said in a worried tone. "Gabriel Agreste, why can't you check stuff before approving it? This is the third time this month! You're as absent-minded as Bridgette" The alluded huffed, offended. "Don't worry, I'll be there in 15 minutes" The blond said and hung up. "I'm sorry Bri, but you know how he is. He doesn't know crap about technology and he sent the wrong ad to everyone who was supposed to publish it. I have to go, but I'll try to come back as soon as I can. " She then turned around to face the designer. "Goodbye Marinette. It was so nice to meet you" she grabbed her stuff and walked towards the door, stopping midway, and turned around. "Bye Adrien, see you at dinner" And with that she exited the building.

An awkward silence filled the store. Bridgette was the one to break it. "So, Mari, can I ask you why you ran to the bathroom when we were ordering?"

The bluenette blushed deeply. "I was hoping we could forget that, but to be honest with you, I was a little bit overwhelmed" The woman raised a brow. "Ok, I was a lot overwhelmed. It's just that, I honestly didn't know I am designing a dress for you! I mean, I only knew your name was Bridgette. So when I saw you here, I was really surprised"

The model smiled. "You have nothing to worry about. I'm really normal." She made a pause. "Even though, I think that my appearance wasn't the only surprise" She said, glancing to the blond barista.

Marinette's face went redder. "W-well, y-yeah. I w-was also s-surprised t-to know that Adrien Agreste is m-my barista"

"Why?" Bridgette asked. "You can tell me if you want to, I won't tell him"

The designer sighed. "It all started on Tuesday. I came in here since I had pulled off an all-nighter, and I was exhausted. I ordered my coffee and all, and when I got it, I had a cheesy pick-up line in my cup. The same thing happened on Wednesday and Thursday, but I didn't check his tag till Thursday. When I did, it said 'Chat Noir' which is obviously not his name. Then today, I knew his real name, and it freaked me out" she sighed. "It's just so surreal for me that the son of my favorite designer and my middle school through high school crush flirted with me through my Starbucks orders"

"Oh, so you had a crush on him! That explains it." She paused, reflecting. "But how didn't you recognize him?"

"I knew him from fashion magazines, so when he stopped modeling, my approach kind of drifted apart. I never liked gossip magazines, and with college and the store, I don't take the time to read them, so I didn't know what he looked like now. He hasn't changed much, but he is different, and I was extremely tired when I came, so my brain wasn't functioning as always"

The model chuckled. "Well, I'll give you an advice. Don't let it bother you. You obviously haven't exactly grown of the high school crush, but now you have a chance. So act like you would act with any other boy you like. That way, things will run in a normal pace"

Marinette smiled. "Thank you Bridgette!"

The woman was about to answer, when, the door opened abruptly. A tall, blond man walked towards the counter, dressed in all black and grey. He arrived, and before Adrien could speak, he ordered. "A black espresso, please" he said, in a monotone voice

The barista rolled his eyes. "Sure Félix. Anything else?"

Look, I'm so sorry for taking this long, but this month has been wild. I've made around 10 projects, 5 guides for exams I didn't had to present, finished all my books and notebooks, and god knows how much more. The conclusion, I had a writer's block for three weeks. Now, that this year is done, I can go back to writing more often.

I want to thank all of you for waiting so long. It truly means a lot for me that even when I was gone, people still cared to leave their support in any way. You guys are great.