[ Adrien himself is far more used to these parties full of stuffy, upperclass types. He fought hard to get out of it, but once his father has his mind made up about something, itās almost impossible to change it. (āAlmostā because he somehow managed the whole going-to-school thing...but was definitely lucky, uncharacteristically so.)
He is adorned in a boring black tux, the most interesting about it being the golden bowtie he had chosen carefully to match his hair (and his bell that appeared there when he transformed). He spends much of the evening mingling, faking smiles and exchanging handshakes and meaningless pleasantries. The food is good; that, he has to admit, but all that could only maintain his interest for so long.
Feeling a desperate need for fresh air, he excuses himself from a group conversation he was hardly paying attention to in the first place. Itās actually kind of a relief that they hardly noticed, though he does feel eyes on him as he slipped through the crowds towards the balcony. He ignores this and pulls out his phone as he steps outside, greeted by the light of the moon and stars from above.
Several seconds pass as he texts Nino out of boredom. It isnāt until he looks up, almost a full minute later that he notices his company. ]
Oh! Sorry, I...didnāt know this balcony was occupied.
[ He smiles sheepishly. Itās dark, but heās sort of mesmerized by her golden, soft-looking hair...
Heās seen it before. That perfection that makes you want to run your fingers right through... but thatās ridiculous. Theyāve never met.
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He is adorned in a boring black tux, the most interesting about it being the golden bowtie he had chosen carefully to match his hair (and his bell that appeared there when he transformed). He spends much of the evening mingling, faking smiles and exchanging handshakes and meaningless pleasantries. The food is good; that, he has to admit, but all that could only maintain his interest for so long.
Feeling a desperate need for fresh air, he excuses himself from a group conversation he was hardly paying attention to in the first place. Itās actually kind of a relief that they hardly noticed, though he does feel eyes on him as he slipped through the crowds towards the balcony. He ignores this and pulls out his phone as he steps outside, greeted by the light of the moon and stars from above.
Several seconds pass as he texts Nino out of boredom. It isnāt until he looks up, almost a full minute later that he notices his company. ]
Oh! Sorry, I...didnāt know this balcony was occupied.
[ He smiles sheepishly. Itās dark, but heās sort of mesmerized by her golden, soft-looking hair...
Heās seen it before. That perfection that makes you want to run your fingers right through... but thatās ridiculous. Theyāve never met.
Til now. ]