Note: Sorry, it's so short. I've been crazy busy. I promise my next update will be longer. :)

Adrien sat on the couch with Nino playing the latest fighting video game. "Sorry, I suddenly left you at the bar, man." He hit a few combinations and swung Nino's character into the wall of the screen.

"It's okay. I know how hectic your life is, dude. No prob." Nino made his character spring up off of the ground and leap and kick Adrien's.

"Can I ask you something?" Adrien rubbed the back of his neck and set his controller down.

"Of course, my man. What is it?" Nino set his controller down after pausing the game and gave his best friend his full attention.

"What happened at your party last night?" Adrien searched Nino's deep brown eyes and watched him scratch his head beneath his red baseball hat.

"Well… Let's see. I invited you. You showed up later after a photoshoot for your father…" Nino tried to think of the events of the whole party. He hadn't seen much because he was busy DJing up on a stage, but he did have a good view of the celebration. "Then you came up to me and we talked…"

"Nino. I know all of that. When did I start drinking?" Adrien rolled his eyes at his best friend and crossed his arms across his chest.

"I saw you start slamming shots with Ivan mid party." Nino simply answered with ease. He fiddled with his hat for a minute. "Then the next thing I know you have Marinette on the bar, lifting up her dress and drinking off of her. In a very compromising position." Nino shook his head with a laugh.

Adrien blushed and cleared his throat. "So what happened between doing shots with Ivan and doing that with Mari?" He sank into the couch and widened his legs with a groan. He put his head in his hand and wined.

"Well, why don't you ask Ivan since he was the first person that you drank with?" Nino shrugged and picked the controller back up. "Couldn't hurt. What happened this morning? Why are you asking me this?"

Adrien didn't know if he wanted to talk about it anymore, but he knew that he should. "I woke up between Kagami and Marinette with a killer hangover."

Nino about dropped the controller, but he managed to catch it. "Two women? Did you?"

"No. No. Kagami proved that didn't happen. Luka and her took me home and I guess…" He rubbed the back of his neck and drug his hand down and peered at his friend with a sheepish smile. "I asked for them to take Marinette with me. Luka and her had a fight and I pulled her away and kicked Luka out and put her in my bed." Adrien proceeded to tell his friend about what else had happened and how they couldn't remember anything.

"Well, I can't help you with what happened in the bedroom, but…" Nino thought for a moment with a short laugh.

"It's fine. I honestly don't care about what happened in my bed. It doesn't matter now. I jus-" Adrien waved his hands in front of his face and shook his head, but Nino interrupted him.

"Wait. Why doesn't it matter what happened in your bed? You got me curious, man." Nino gave him his full attention again.

Adrien sighed and used his index finger to rotate the joystick on the controller. "My father found out and is making me date Marinette to make me look less like an arrogant playboy drunk. God, I swear those words are gonna follow me to my grave. Anyway, we started to get her a new wardrobe because my father didn't approve of the one she had. So, while we were out I think everything got to us and for some reason throughout the last twenty four hours… I haven't been able to control my actions or keep my hands and lips off of her. I left because Alya told me she was looking for me and then… we talked and it lead to us dating for real now. And… I may have slept with Marinette after that…" Adrien worried his bottom lip with his elbow resting on the couch and his head in his hand.

"Wait wait wait. Let me get this straight. This all happened within that last TWENTY-FOUR hours?" Nino was shocked at how fast that had moved. Adrien just nodded with a slight hint of a blush on his cheeks. "Dude! That's insane and a lot to take in."

"Tell me about it." Adrien groaned and rubbed his eyes with his palms. "I'm still trying to comprehend it all. We just don't know what happened. It had to be something more than drinks, Nino."

"Look at you saying we. How cute." Nino picked on him and leaned across the couch with a smug grin.

"Shut the fuck up, man." Adrien rolled his eyes with a laugh and pushed his best friend away playfully.

"Just calling what I see, man." Nino laughed and went back to playing the game with Adrien.

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Alya gave Marinette a shocked expression. "Wait… walk me through it one more time."

"I'm dating Adrien now?" She worried her bottom lip and felt her cheeks get hot. Alya had never heard such beautiful words come from someone's mouth before. She couldn't get enough of it and it made her heart leap.

"I thought you had said that." Alya smiled at her and suddenly hugged her to death. "About time, girl!"

Marinette giggled and hugged her back with enthusiasm. She suddenly slumped into the couch. "But I have to still fake it in front of Gabriel."

Alya's eyes widened at her words and she became confused. "Why would you have to fake it for him… if it's real?" She didn't understand this whole thing.

"We're not supposed to be actually dating. It's supposed to be a publicity stunt. Not real. I don't think he'd think I was good enough for his son." Marinette sighed and leaned on her hand. "I just wish I knew what happened before I drank towards the end."

"Luka was there. Ask him." Alya shrugged knowing that he might know more than others. He usually held his liquor well and noticed small things that most missed.

"Do you have his number?" Marinette searched Alya's eyes with her worried ones.

Alya smirked with a laugh, as she pulled out her phone to give her Luka's contact information. She sent the information over and Marinette began to text him.

M: Hey, Luka. It's Marinette. I got your number from Alya. I was wondering if we could talk about the party last night. Thanks.

She sent the text off and set her phone on the arm of the couch with a sigh. She didn't know if he would even answer her, but it was worth a try. The chime of her phone surprised her and she jumped at the sound. Alya watched her fumble her phone and she caught it for her best friend.

"Nervous much?" Alya smirked at her and she awkwardly giggled; before, pulling the phone from Alya's fingers.

"Not at all." Marinette lied through her teeth and Alya nodded with a smug expression. She didn't believe Marinette, but she knew better than to keep pressing the issue.

Marinette opened her texts to see a response from Luka. It was short and to the point. Just a meeting place and time. Nothing else.

Luka: Le Grand Paris at 19:00