An uneventful afternoon in Paris, quiet with clear skies and no Akumatized villains in sight, which is either a small mercy or the calm before another storm.

Especially with the way Hawkmoth has been upping the game with the whole Akumatized Villains thing, more frequent attacks and stronger foes to fight.

For the moment no one has to worry about any of that. It's just a normal day so far.

Adrien is not going to complain.

He could use the breather. Especially after Tuesday's escapade. His ribs still haven't forgiven him for taking that hit from the metal bat when he dove in to swoop his partner out of the way.

Chivalry knows no bounds when you're Cat Noir.

Even though those hero instincts are buried under civilian clothes right now he's still alert and maybe just a little on edge. It's been too quiet the last few days and he knows damn well Hawkmoth is probably planning something big.

The last time it was this quiet and peaceful? He lost Ladybug, and as it turned out Marinette too, not even 24 hours later. He hadn't been quick enough or strong enough, been too cocky and it had cost him damn near everything-

Nope he cuts those thoughts off abruptly before they can even finish. No thank you, trauma train, he just wants to have coffee and baked goods with his friends not lay down on the sidewalk and cry like a child. Again.

"Adrien? Did you hear me?" Nino asks, turning to look at Adrien as they walk down the cobblestone path, one eyebrow raised as he breaks his friend further out of his near disastrous spiral without even knowing it.

"Yeah! Of course I did!" Adrien replies instantly, lies, he did not hear anything Nino had said but fake it until you make it, his green gaze flickers to Nino sheepishly.

Nino sighs and shakes his head, he already knows Adrien zoned out and wasn't paying a lick of attention to anything he was saying.

"Well, I was saying that Alya and {{user}} are already at our spot. And you know, it's kind of rude to keep ladies waiting." Nino motions forward with his drink like come on, we're late and I don't want another lecture as he keeps walking.

"Right, right." Adrien follows after him, his grip on his coffee tightening as they walk down the stairs.