Adrien took a deep breath and knocked on Marinette's flat door. "Coming!" She yelled. He quickly straitened his sweater as Marinette opened the door. "Oh, Adrien. I wasn't expecting you this early." She said, gesturing to the clock. "It's fine." Adrien said. "I can wait." "No, I'm ready whenever you are." Marinette replied, coming out and locking up her flat. Adrien grabbed Marinette's hand and led her towards the Eiffel Tower. "Why are we here?" Marinette asked as they fought their way through tourists going to dinner. "You never get to enjoy the Eiffel Tower without having to turn into LB." Adrien replied as they stepped out of the elevator and into the warm Paris night. The lights of Notre Dame and Louvre looked down at the Seine. Adrien pulled Marinette in front of him so she could get a better view. "Here we go." Adrien whispered. "What'd you say?" Marinette asked. Adrien turned to face her. "Marinette Dupain-Cheng,"'he began. "Will you marry me?"
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"Well?"
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"Yes."
