The Misunderstood

It has been a full week since the alien akuma.It has been a full week since Paris was actually functional.To put it simply, Paris was traumatized.Choosing to believe the alien invasion was real instead of an Akuma, many now locked themselves inside, barricading and living as if in an apocalypse, all under the firm belief that a second wave of alien invasion was impending.Trapped in her bedroom, even her parents believed in the alien invasion, opting to completely barricade the doors and windows of the bakery in thick planks of wood and nails sourced from their own furniture.As she laid in her bed, staring at the ceiling, listening to the faint newest alien story on the TV coming from the living room, Marinette came to a decision.“Tikki. I can’t do this anymore! This is torture! Why should I suffer because of Hawkmoth?”