Dear Diary –
I think I'm starting to feel too comfortable with Chat Noir. Is that possible? Yeah, I think it is. He thinks he is so funny and clever and "totes adorbs" (his words, not mine), and, though I would NEVER TELL HIM THIS TO HIS FACE, I think he's, well, right. Ugh! And why won't I tell him? Because it would make all THIS worse! What, you may ask, would be worse!? Where do I begin? Taking selfies on my phone when I'm not looking (how he figures out my password every time even though I change it constantly, I don't know), plotting with my parents to give me raisin cookies instead of chocolate chip cookies without me knowing, replacing all my sewing thread in my case with yarn, stealing my creations and sending me Snapchats while wearing them, and, my personal "favorite", rearranging my stuff just enough so I don't notice at first and I just feel like I'm losing my mind every time I try to find something I know I've put away. And then, every time I get mad at him, he doesn't the most annoying thing out of everything: gives me big kitten eyes. I can't stand it!
Today, though, really took the cake. He told me he had felt bad about putting me through so much crap, so he was going to do something special for me. I woke up to all – ALL – my pictures of Adrien laminated. I thought it was a weird thing to do, but nice...? That was yesterday. Today I figured out why all the pictures were laminated. It was a perfect canvas on which Chat could scribble on with dry erase markers.
Yes, ALL MY PICTURES OF ADRIEN HAD CAT EARS AND MASKS ON THEM.
And on them were written things like: CHAT NOIR RULES, AA DROOLS; GOOD BOYS WEAR WHITE, THE BEST BOYS WEAR BLACK; and CHAT NOIR IS HOTTER AND COOLER.
And don't tell him EVER, but I laughed my flipperty flippin' head off when I saw what he had done.
And the masks on Adrien make him look…more…beautiful?
I might be in trouble.
Spots Off – Marinette xoxo