Our love was the cause [ mariblanc story / mlb ]

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Marinette's POV:

I sit there in quiet envy, watching as the sun flows down to the endless darkness, leaving Paris with only one moon to spare. I couldn't stop thinking about what Chat Blanc said.
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aybe he was right, maybe no. I handle over to my nearest watch, which was on batteries. I didn't need a watch to know that the sun has left us, replacing herself with the moon l, meaning that it's night.

Maybe Chat blanc was just being a dick,maybe i was the one to piss him off in the first place. Maybe I was wrong to try to befriend him in the first place. I
A/N:
sorry for not being active, i got my laptop taken away, but then found out I can also write here.. So have this for now, as i'll try to adjust hehe