...yikes. Her clothes. Marinette dropped her gaze to the bloodstains she knew she would never manage to get out, and resolved to burn them or something along those lines. If she'd washed them right away, she might have salvaged them, but they were damaged beyond repair now.
Her hand came to rest over her purse, and she nodded before reaching in to extract the earrings. One, two. She closed her eyes and felt Tikki rematerialize in the air next to her, and the kwami landed briefly on her shoulder to catch her breath before immediately diving into her bag.
She didn't feel like talking with Gabriel around, apparently.
"...I'll transform after we get to the apartment complex and go in through a window," Marinette murmured, forcing herself to think ahead. Strolling into the lobby with her clothes in this state wouldn't work. "Unless Alya's hanging out in my room, and she shouldn't be if she knows what's good for her, I should be able to get changed before she sees anything."
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Her hand came to rest over her purse, and she nodded before reaching in to extract the earrings. One, two. She closed her eyes and felt Tikki rematerialize in the air next to her, and the kwami landed briefly on her shoulder to catch her breath before immediately diving into her bag.
She didn't feel like talking with Gabriel around, apparently.
"...I'll transform after we get to the apartment complex and go in through a window," Marinette murmured, forcing herself to think ahead. Strolling into the lobby with her clothes in this state wouldn't work. "Unless Alya's hanging out in my room, and she shouldn't be if she knows what's good for her, I should be able to get changed before she sees anything."