Le Calife
Marinette POV.
"Thanks for the ride." Adrien's chauffeur gave me a nod and began to drive off.
I walked down the steps and arrived at a little restaurant called Le Calife. It was a restaurant on a boat that floated back and forth on the Siene river here in Paris.
I looked at my phone to look at the picture of the man I was supposed to meet here. I looked around for anyone who looked similar but couldn't find anyone.
Was this guy late? And on the first date? Not a very good first impression if you ask me...
I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around. A handsome man stood behind me. He held a nice smile as he seemed to look me over.
"You...wouldn't happen to be Marinette would you?" He asked.
I blinked and gave a smile of my own.
"Yes." I said. "And you must be Michael."
Michael gave a serious look at me as he seem to be inspecting my appearance and I suddenly felt self conscious for a second.
But only for a second.
Adrien said I looked amazing, so I must look fine right?
Wait...what? Stop that you idiot your trying to get OVER Adrien.
"Well I must say..." Michael spoke snapping me away from my thoughts. "Your...way more pretty than I imagine."
I felt a slight blush on my cheeks.
"Thank you. Your very pretty too." Wait what did I say? "I...I...mean handsome! Your very very handsome."
Oh no what am I doing...
Michael laughed. "How cute. I see your still as funny as you were over the computer screen."
He flashed a smile. "At least I know for sure that tonight is definitely going to be enjoyable."
I giggled. "Yeah."
"Well I shouldn't keep a nice lady waiting any longer." Michael offered his hand to me. "Shall we?"
I took his hand in mine.
Maybe...moving on won't be so bad after all...
Chat Noir POV.
I crouched on the roof of the building close to the Siene river.
I had a good view of Marinette and this mysterious stranger.
Michael...was it?
She took his hand and they entered Le Calife.
Something about this bugged me really badly.
First off, it was more than obvious by now that this "appointment" of hers was actually a date and an online one no doubt.
That's why she was so skittish about me looking at her laptop.
Even so, why would she lie to me about it.
I whipped out my baton to get a closer look inside the restaurant where Marinette and her...date...were currently seated inside.
They were just talking. She was laughing at something he had said. Why was she laughing?!
I closed my baton for a moment and wiped the side of my face.
What's wrong with me? Why do I care so much that Marinette is out on a date right now? Why does the very thought of her being with this guy getting under my skin so much.
But mostly, why am I out here watching her on her date. Marinette is a young female adult. She can do whatever she wants.
Besides what would Ladybug think if she caught me out here, practically stalking a civilian.
Still...I can't leave her alone. I have to at least make sure she gets home alright. In case this guy turned out to be trouble for her.
Although...I have a bad feeling that he's just going to be trouble for me.