Marinette's brain was a little slow in processing what was going on. One moment the towel had been wrapped around her chest just under her armpits as she posed, but in the next it was gone.

Her eyes slowly began to travel down the body in the mirror, but stopped when she caught sight of a certain...manly asset...which belonged to Adrien. For a brief moment Marinette didn't realize what exactly she was looking at, she had only ever seen those kinds of things in the form of diagrams during health class before. However, it only took less than a second for her brain to clue in and recognize just what this thing was.

She responded in the only way she knew how, by letting out a piercing, ear-splitting scream that echoed around the bathroom walls. Marinette went to take a step backwards, but her feet were tangled in the towel and she was propelled downwards, her bare butt smacking roughly against the tiled floor. She hardly felt it though as her thoughts were a little preoccupied.

She had clenched her eyes shut during the fall, and when she reopened them her head was tilted down, giving her a much closer and a very more detailed view of Adrien's...boy parts. She let out another horrified shriek and proceeded to try and run away. Running away didn't make much sense in the situation, considering she wasn't being chased by anything, but Marinette wasn't exactly thinking straight either. In her mind, running away meant escaping the problem.

She stood up and turned around, but her feet were still tangled in the towel and the moment she tried to take a step forward she was to the floor again, this time face first. Marinette proceeded to flail around like a fish, squirming about until she was finally untangled from the towel, leaving herself in a twisted heap on the floor, limbs going in different directions.

She began to think a little more logically as her brain cleared ever so slightly, being freed from the towel and facing away from the mirror made her feel like she had overcome a challenge. It was then, as her mind became less fuzzy, when she realized that her right hand was gripping a foreign object.

What was her hand touching?

Marinette's eyes widened, her heart rate speeding up. Her brain started to go numb again as it processed what was happening.

What was her hand touching!

Letting out yet another scream, she flung her hand up from where it had been resting in between her legs. She continued to release a chorus of shrieks and she gripped her arm and stared down with wide eyes at her sinful hand, fingers twitching like crazy.

In her peripheral vision, Marinette caught sight of Plagg hovering in the air near the ceiling. She didn't know when he had gotten there, but he seemed to be having a merry old time enjoying the show before him. Just the sight of him caused her to immediately stop screaming, though her ears were still ringing which caused all sounds around her to be muffled, but judging alone from the kwami's open mouth, teary eyes and hunched over posture, it was obvious he was getting a kick out of this.

He started to clutch his aching stomach, laughter being reduced to strained exhales of air as he was unable to catch his breath in between laughs. Plagg didn't even care about keeping himself afloat anymore, letting himself fall from his spot near the ceiling and landing with a light thump on the sink counter where he proceeded to roll around as he struggled to breathe.

"Th-this isn't funny!" Marinette managed to get out once she regained her ability to speak, but her comment only made the kwami laugh even harder.

"Stop it!" She gathered the towel from behind her and wrapped it once more around her body, this time with her fists clenching it tightly to hold it in place. Plagg just continued to roll around and laugh while slamming his fist down repeatedly against the counter.

"I hope you die of laughter," Marinette murmured, she was done trying to get him to stop. Her voice was hoarse and throat sore from all the screaming, her butt hurt from falling to the floor and the beginning of a headache was starting to pulse in her skull.

She dragged herself out of the bathroom, put on Adrien's pajamas and curled up under his covers. A wave of embarrassment coursed through her and she pulled the covers up over her head, cocooning herself in sheets.

"I never imagined this would be the way I got acquainted with Adrien," she whispered softly to herself, trying to keep her embarrassment at bay and wishing this was nothing more than a nightmare. At some point her self-pity and pounding head faded into the back of her mind as sleep overcame her.

She dreamt of her childhood, before Adrien, before Ladybug, before everything that was going on, back when her life seemed perfect. It was just her and her parents, baking cookies, watching movies, building cushion forts.

She missed them more than anything.

~.~.~.~.~

The next morning Marinette's head was in agony, apparently the night's rest had done nothing.

Once again, Nathalie was the one to wake Marinette up. As soon as the door was opened, the first thing the woman picked out was Marinette's hoarse voice.

"Are you feeling alright?" Nathalie asked, though her face didn't change from its usual expression.

"Not really," Marinette replied, which was the truth. She had definitely strained her throat too much the night before and now it felt all scratchy, that paired with her still aching head made for a not too happy teenager.

Nathalie came to the conclusion that Marinette was sick and informed her that all previously scheduled appointments would be cancelled until she was better, something which Marinette more than readily accepted.

When Nathalie was finally gone Marinette sighed and started to get ready for the day. She would have loved to just stay in bed all day until her headache subsided, but she knew that a free weekend would be the best possible time to meet up with Adrien and work through their problem. They couldn't waste this chance. If they managed to switch back then he could deal with the sore throat and pounding head and she could just forget about everything she had seen and experienced, finally going back to her normal life.

"Last night sure was hilarious, eh?" Plagg had come to float beside her, but Marinette just ignored him as she pulled on a new set of clothes. She was still mad at him. Had Tikki been there she would have comforted her instead of doing nothing but laugh like a maniac. But of course, the black kwami didn't take the hint and continued. "Man, Adrien's never made me laugh that hard before. He's done plenty of funny things, but nothing like that!"

Marinette continued to pretend that she didn't hear him, she made sure to not make eye contact either, refusing to acknowledge his presence. Plagg finally started to pick up on what she was doing.

"What, are you not talking to me?" He sighed and rolled his eyes when she ignored him again. "Young humans can be so childish sometimes."

As if he could talk! Was she being childish? Yes, but so was he! She wanted to make a comeback, but held her tongue 'Just ignore him,' she told herself.

Marinette slowly made her way down the stairs, purposely taking as long as she could. Mealtime was the one time of the day that she dreaded the most. Sitting all alone in that suffocating room with nobody but Plagg to keep her company. This was the thing she hated most about Adrien's life, it felt like torture.

Just like she had the past two days, she entered the dining room, made her way around the table that could seat hundreds, and took her seat at the end where fresh food was being served. Today she was given porridge and tea that let off the sweet fragrance of honey and lemon. It seemed as though the news of her being "sick" was already passed down to the chefs.

There was a soft groan coming from Plagg inside of her shirt as he complained about the lack of cheese in her breakfast. She couldn't help the small smile that tugged at the corner of her lips, he deserved it.

As Marinette sat there poking lightly at the food, a shadow fell over the table. She looked up, expecting to see Nathalie, but was surprised by the person who stood before her.

"Oh, uh...d-dad!"

The sight of Gabriel was a shock. It was the third day after the switch, yet this was the first time she had seen Adrien's father. Although he didn't emit the same warm feelings that her parents did, just the presence of the man was enough to brighten her mood, company was all she craved.

"Adrien." He replied the greeting in a stiff and formal manner, as if she was his employee rather than his son. "Nathalie informed me that you were not feeling well. You can take it easy until you recover, but you will have to make up for everything that you missed later. I hope you recover quickly"

"That's fine, I don't mind," Marinette said, not caring about that as she was eager to get to her next point. "Are you going to join me for breakfast!" She was beaming, smile stretched from ear to ear in excitement.

Part of her knew it wasn't reasonable to ask him that, he didn't seem like the kind of person to sit down and eat breakfast, but still, when he turned away from her it hurt more than anything. Her heart sunk, excitement dying down.

"You know I am too busy for that." He had already started to walk away, the further he got the more she felt like her heart was being stabbed. Was he really a father? If her dad thought she was sick he would have sat with her as long as she wanted and constantly checked up on her until she was feeling better. Wasn't that what a parent was supposed to do?

"Oh, that's ok." She tried to stay positive as she forced a small smile. "Then will I be seeing you at dinner?"

He didn't even answer her question that time, instead he wished her to get well soon, turning back to give her a stiff nod before leaving the room. Nathalie came to stand beside her at the table.

"You should understand that your father is too busy with work for these kinds of things."

Marinette nodded, keeping her eyes fixed on the porridge in front of her. Nathalie, not knowing what else she could do or say, decided to leave the teen to his meal. Marinette only poked at the bowl of mush with the spoon, her thoughts elsewhere.

"Marinette," she mumbled to herself, causing Plagg to shoot her a confused look, "don't talk with your mouth full, Marinette clean your room, Marinette you're grounded. Marinette..." She had to choke out the last words, as an uneasy feeling rose from her stomach and caught in her throat. "W-we love you."

She wrapped her hands around her arms, feeling her bottom lip start to quiver. She bit down on it.

"Who knew I could miss my parent's this much, and after only two days. I've gone on school trips longer than this before and felt nothing." Her voice was barely above a whisper, eyes growing moist which she quickly squeezed shut to prevent any tears from leaking out.

She couldn't understand how Adrien lived like this, she never knew how lucky she had it before switching bodies with him. To have a family who nags you, jokes with you, loves you. Helping her parents in the bakery, playing video games with her father, cuddling up with her mother. A giant, empty house like this only felt like a prison compared to the small and comfortable space she lived in. How much longer was this going to go on for, when could she finally go back to her own life?

"I've lost my appetite." Marinette pushed away from the table and glumly made her way back to Adrien's room.

Plagg didn't complain or say anything this time as he silently followed behind her.

~.~.~.~.~

Adrien was having a great morning!

He woke up with a bright ray of sunshine beaming in through the window, feeling comfortable and content. He had headed out to Marinette's balcony to water her flowers, mesmerized by their vibrant colours and the beautiful birdsong in the background.

Yes, his morning was perfect, but what made him truly happy that bright and sunny day was when he received a text from Marinette. She told him that she had gotten out of her scheduled appointments for the weekend. That news was like the cherry on top of the sundae. He would get to spend his entire weekend with his Lady and nothing could ruin it!

Since the switch Marinette had been busy with his appointments which were both physically and mentally draining. He was used to them and knew how to manage his free time well, but this was all new for her. While he never had problems showing up for late night patrols after his previous arrangements were finished, Marinette was too exhausted afterwards. He understood what she was going through, so he didn't mind.

The one time they were together had been a little awkward, they weren't yet used to spending time together as Marinette and Adrien rather than Ladybug and Chat Noir, but Adrien was hoping that would change after this weekend.

With all the time they had to spend together maybe they could hopefully grow a little more comfortable with each other outside of the masks. He knew that they were both becoming more comfortable with each other's bodies, now they just had to get used to each other's presence.

Adrien got ready for the day and set out as fast as he could.

The two had arranged to meet up in the park. They decided that instead of wasting their time continuously trying to purify the akuma they should instead try and think of a plan. When Adrien caught sight of the blonde headed boy entering the park, he started waving his arms like crazy with an excited smile.

"Over here!"

Marinette cautiously made her way towards her partner, glancing around behind her every couple of seconds. Tikki flew out of the purse Adrien wore and went straight towards Marinette, giving her a hug. Marinette smiled, she missed her kwami.

"What's the matter?" Adrien asked as he approached them. "You're on guard as if you're not supposed to be here."

"I'm not," she said with another glance back to the road, "I had to sneak out as Chat Noir. Hopefully if anyone enters your room they fall for the 'pillows under the blanket to look like a sleeping person' trick."

Adrien froze the second he heard her speak. "Your voice..."

Marinette turned back around to face him and the first thing she took notice of was his hair which was very obviously not still greasy like hers. "Your hair..."

"What happened?" They said in unison.

"Tell me about your voice first," Adrien said as he moved closer to her, his words tinged with worry. Was she feeling alright?

Before Marinette got the chance to say anything, Plagg was already floating in the air between them with a giant smile on his face. "Oh boy, wait until you hear this!"

Moving faster than lightening, Marinette snatched him out of the air and roughly shoved his big mouth against her chest, muffling everything he was trying to say.

"Sore throat!" She frantically shot out the first excuse she could think of. "It's just a sore throat, I must be coming down with something." She let out a couple of fake coughs to try and emphasize her point.

"Are you alright?" Adrien looked at her with concern in his eyes, he didn't want whatever she had to get worse from being out here with him instead of in bed. "You should probably go home and rest."

"I'm fine, really. But more importantly," she pointed towards his head, "your hair."

Adrien blushed a little at her comment. "Tikki told me I should have a shower," realizing what he just he had just said, he quickly put his hands up in front of him in a surrendering gesture, "but don't worry, I didn't look at anything."

Talking about showers only reminded Marinette of unpleasant memories from the night before. "G-good," she stuttered, trying to keep any embarrassment from showing on her face, "I would definitely, not once, never in my life look at anything in that situation, so you can't either."

Plagg let out a snort so she smushed him harder against her chest until he squeaked. Adrien could only look at them confused.

"Okay?"

"Let's just get down to strategizing." Marinette took his hand and led him to a park bench away from the listening ears of others.

"So I've been thinking," Marinette started once they were both seated on the bench, "couldn't we just switch our miraculouses with one another. I could purify the akuma and then everything would be fine."

Adrien scratched the back of his head. "W-well, that's definitely an option, but..."

"But?" Marinette cocked an eyebrow. "We could swap our bodies but we can't swap our powers?"

He sighed and glanced up at his partner. "I've already talked this over with Tikki and she told me that in order for a miraculous to work, you have to be wearing it and, well, your miraculous is a pair of earrings..."

"Then we'll just get your ears pierced, problem solved." Marinette said bluntly, it was a pretty obvious solution.

"W-what, no!" Adrien shot up from the bench and stood in a defensive position in front of Marinette as if she was going to get up and find the nearest piercing place right then and there. "Do you know what my dad would do to me if he found out I went and got my ears pierced without his permission? His wrath would be worse than anything Hawk Moth has thrown at us so far!"

"Do you want to fix this or not?"

"I do, b-but maybe there's another way that won't result in, you know, my dad never letting me leave the house again."

Marinette sighed. "Fine, but if we're not able to find any other ways to switch back then I will get your ears pierced if it ends up being our only option."

Adrien let out a nervous laugh. "Then I'll make sure to find a way to change us back before that happens."

The two continued to bounce ideas off each other for a while, every now and then getting distracted and starting up a conversation about something else, before forcing themselves to go back to thinking up ideas.

They were both silent as they tried to think up solutions to their problem when Marinette's stomach let out a low growl. She crossed her arms over it in embarrassment.

"Hungry?" Adrien asked while holding back a laugh.

"A little," she replied, "I didn't eat breakfast today."

"Why not?"

Marinette looked away, being with Adrien had distracted her from that morning, but now that they were back on the subject all the feelings were starting to return to her. "I just...I miss my parents is all."

Adrien hummed. "I know what you mean, being at your house is so different than mine, but you should have told me sooner."

He continued when he saw her confusion at what he meant. "If you had told me then I could have invited you over for lunch earlier. So, what do you say?" He smiled at her reaction.

"Can I?" Her heart started to race in excitement of getting to not only see her parents, but to also eat her mother's cooking. It wasn't as though the food Adrien was given was bad, but it was more like something that you would get at a restaurant, it was nothing like a nice home cooked meal.

"Of course you can, it's your house after all. Besides, your parents are really nice, I'm sure they would allow it.

Marinette jumped off the bench excitedly. "Adrien you're the best, I could just hug you!"

Flashing her a cocky smile, Adrien let his Chat poke through as he spread his arms wide in a welcoming gesture. "I'm ready and waiting."

Marinette let out a laugh. "Don't get ahead of yourself, kitty." She playfully poked his nose away just as Ladybug would always do. The feeling made his heart flutter. It wasn't until he finally realized that she was already making her way towards her house when he turned to follow her.

"Mom, dad." Adrien greeted Marinette's parents as soon as they entered the bakery.

"Back already?" Sabine smiled and took him into a hug which he readily accepted.

Marinette was shocked to say the least. When did Adrien get so close to her parents, he had only been living as her for a couple of days. While she could barely talk to Nathalie even though she saw the woman every day, Adrien already looked like had always been a member of her family. And hugs? He just casually went and gave her mom a hug. Something about it unsettled her, that was her mom, not his.

"Adrien, it's nice to see you again."

Marinette was drawn from her thoughts by a voice she would recognize anywhere. Turning, she saw her dad standing beside her holding a tray of pastries.

She felt her breath catch in her throat, it had only been a couple days since she saw him last but felt like she hadn't seen him in ages. She wanted nothing more than for him to wrap his arms around her, giving her the bear hug that she loved so much. She wanted to say something, but felt she might accidentally say the wrong thing, so instead she just smiled and nodded a greeting.

Adrien pulled away from Sabine and looked between Marinette's parents. "I was wondering if it would be okay for Adrien to stay for lunch."

Tom let out a laugh and patted Marinette's shoulder. It wasn't a hug, but the touch still made her feel warm. "Of course he can."

With that, Tom's hand left her shoulder, the warmth leaving along with it. Then he made his way towards Adrien and gave him the very hug that she wanted, the hug that should have been hers. A feeling that she wasn't used to began to spread throughout her chest. Was she...jealous? Jealous that Adrien got to be with her family instead of her?

She silently followed Adrien as he led her to the stairs.

"So," Marinette murmured when they were finally out of earshot, "when did you get so close to my parents?"

My parents, she silently repeated to herself.

"I've been spending a lot of time with them so of course we've gotten close, they're great and so easy to get along with, I really like them." His smile told her that he meant every word he said.

"But it's only the third day after the switch, how much time could you have spent with them?" She asked.

"Well, what else do you think I've been doing while you were busy?"

His comment made her want to face palm, how could she not have realized that. She had been so busy after school the past two days that she never considered what Adrien had been up to. While she had so much going on, he would have had nothing but free time on his hands. Obviously he had to have been spending time with her parents, it wasn't as if he just sat in her room doing nothing when they weren't together. Even so, knowing that still didn't make her feel any better.

"Oh," was all she could say.

Marinette spent the next while sitting on the chaise in her room with Adrien, listening to him tell her everything he had done with her parents in only two days. Video games, board games, watching TV, helping out in the bakery, he had spent way more time with them then she usually did. Everything he told her about were things that she should have been doing instead, not modelling, fencing or trying to take showers and seeing things that couldn't be unseen.

When she finally felt as though she couldn't take any more, the two were finally called down for lunch. Marinette sighed in relief, hopefully this meal would help her forget about the fact that she was missing out on her own life. She could finally spend some time with her parents.

"Honey, could you set the table please?" Sabine asked Adrien as she took a quiche out of the oven. Adrien agreed excitedly.

Marinette could only stare at him. Excited, he was actually excited, and about setting the table no less. She watched as Adrien happily got the plates from the cupboard and started setting them around the table.

"So Adrien," Sabine started once everyone was seated at the table, a piece of quiche and some vegetables on their plates, "what have you been up to lately?"

Marinette smiled at finally getting to have a conversation with her parents, their attention drifting away from Adrien and onto her. "I've been pretty busy with modelling and fencing." She didn't know what else to tell them, all she had done since becoming Adrien was model and fence, and try to take a shower but she wouldn't include that. She had no clue what Adrien did in his free time considering she hadn't gotten a chance to have any.

"Are you sick?" Tom asked after Marinette had spoken, concern in his voice.

Marinette smiled and held her hands up in front of her. "It's just a sore throat, it should be gone by tomorrow." It was nice, having a father who seemed to care.

"I was surprised that he had a sore throat," Adrien commented about himself, knowing that his immune system was really good, "Adrien usually doesn't get sick."

Once again, her parents' gazes were drawn away from her as they brought their attention back to Adrien. Marinette quietly grumbled to herself as he started telling them some of the stuff they had talked about in the park, obviously excluding anything akuma related.

Marinette looked away, how long was he going to talk to them for, when would they pay attention to her again? She bit down hard on a piece of quiche and was startled by the sudden pain as her teeth smashing against the fork.

"Ow," she commented while rubbing her cheek, "I bit the fork."

Her statement caused Adrien and her father to exchange glances before burst out in laughter, leaving Marinette to stare at them in confusion.

"Did I say something funny?" She asked.

"Oh," Adrien tried to speak in between laughs, "it's...it's an inside joke. You see, last night..."

Marinette tuned him out as he went on about whatever had happened the night before. Inside jokes, they even had their own inside jokes now! And where was she during all this, was it when she was fencing or when she was curled up in Adrien's bed missing her family that didn't even know their daughter was gone.

What was this, what was happening? If she had been a stranger watching the scene before her she would never have guessed that the girl setting the table wasn't actually the daughter of the family. Why did Adrien seem like a proper member of her family? She should be the one sitting in that seat laughing away about funny events that happened the day before, not him.

This lunch was supposed to make her feel better, getting to see her family who she so desperately missed, but what did she get instead? Instead she got to see how well Adrien had taken her place, she got to see him living her life. Her parents didn't even realize that she was gone, they didn't realize how much she missed them, or how lonely she felt every time she had to return to Adrien's house.

It wasn't fair. How come she had to suffer in Adrien's life while he was living it up in hers?

Before she knew it, lunch was over. Adrien gathered everyone's plates and placed them in the sink.

"Want me to help you do the dishes?" He offered, looking as though doing the dishes was something exciting.

Sabine waved him away. "That's ok, you have company over, go have fun."

Tom laughed. "What's been happening to you lately Mari; waking up early and always offering to help us out around the house and bakery."

Marinette resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Great, not only had he replaced her but he was also a better daughter than her too.

They returned to Marinette's room where Adrien had brought the kwamis some food.

"Your parents' cooking is amazing, I could eat it every day," he commented with a satisfied expression on his face.

Marinette only felt the unpleasant feelings in her stomach grow, everything about this wasn't fair at all!

"You would really like that, wouldn't you," she mumbled before she could stop herself.

Adrien turned around to look at her confused. "Hm?"

Marinette couldn't hold herself back anymore. It was as though every emotion that she felt, everything that she had kept bottled inside, was finally exploding out of her.

"It's not fair!"

"What?" Adrien was genuinely confused. "Marinette, what do you mean?"

"You, this, everything! Stop, just stop!" She shouted, pulling at her greasy hair.

"Am...am I doing something wrong?" He could feel guilt prick at his heart, he didn't know what he did but he hated the thought of hurting his Lady in any way.

"Yes, you are," she spat, "you're stealing my life, and you're enjoying it!"

He was taken aback by her statement. What did she mean? "Stealing your life? Marinette, I really don't know what you're talking about right now." He tried to reach out and touch her but she shoved his hand away.

She only grew angrier at him not being aware of anything. "While I'm stuck in your life you're living in mine like it's the best thing that's ever happened to you!"

What could he even say to that, was this really how she felt?

"Maybe..." he looked away, "maybe this is the best thing that's ever happened to me."

"Well you don't have to be enjoying it so much, especially in front of me!"

"Is it so wrong," he asked, looking up to meet her eyes, "is it so wrong that I'm enjoying it?"

"Yes," she shot back "yes it is! This is my life, but I'm forced to live yours instead. Do you know what it's like to watch somebody else living happily while you're suffering?"

Her question struck him hard, digging deep into his skin in a way that brought up emotions he wasn't used to feeling.

"Do I know what it's like?" He asked, trying to keep his cool. "What about you, do you even know what it's like living as me?"

"What do you think, I've been doing it for the past couple of days-"

"Of course you don't understand," his voice shook and he had to clench the fabric of Marinette's shirt in his fists, "you've only lived as me for two days, how could you possibly know anything. For you this is only something temporary, once we find a way to change back you can return to your normal, happy life, but that's not the case with me at all."

He continued. "Photoshoots, fencing, basketball, Chinese, piano, interviews, and when that's all done I get the pleasure of returning home to an empty house where I can sit by myself for dinner. Trying, with all my might, to get my father to spend some time with me, to eat with me, even to just have a normal conversation with me. That's all that my sorry excuse of a life consists of. In my life there is no end, it's not like once everything is solved I'll be able to go back to a warm home with a loving family like you will. This is what my life is like, and this is how it always will be."

His voice was slowly rising until it got to the point that he was nearly shouting at her, letting everything out.

"Do you know what it's like, knowing that years from now your life isn't going to change, it won't get any better, it won't ever be like yours. Your life, your parents, are so different; they hug you and kiss you and tell you to have a nice day at school. Do you know what that means to me? They make me feel like somebody loves me, like somebody actually cares about me. This is the life that I crave, the life that I know I will never have. You asked me if I knew what it's like to watch somebody else living happily while I was suffering, well, what do you think every day of my life is like? Watching every family but mine acting like a real family. Why can't I enjoy this, living as you? Is it really so wrong? Can I not experience this happiness at least a little before I'm thrown back to the reality of being Adrien!"

The room went silent once he was finished, nothing could be heard except for his heavy breathing. Marinette didn't know what to say, she could only stand there stare at him as warm liquid ran down her already wet cheeks. She didn't know when the tears had started but they showed no signs of stopping. Adrien's breaths grew shuddery as he squeezed shut his now wet and swollen red eyes.

Marinette looked away, biting down her lips as she resisted the urge to let out a sob. What could she possibly say to that? Everything he said was true and she was finally starting to come to her senses. She didn't have a great start to the day, and seeing Adrien getting to be so happy while she wasn't only made her feel worse. She had taken out her frustration and anger on him, placing the blame for how she was feeling on his being happy. Her entire argument was an unreasonable one, why did she snap at him like she did?

She clenched her fists and kept her head down, she couldn't possibly meet Adrien's eyes. She just wanted to get out of there, just wanted to go home and curl up in a ball and forget about everything.

"I...I think I should leave."