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Marinette’s pencil brushed lightly across the page as she shaded the sketch of Chat Noir, sitting casually on her balcony’s railing.
“How’s it going?” he asked. She wasn’t sure how he managed to stay so still, in the same pose, without altering his expression.
“Almost done.” Catching the pencil in her teeth, she rubbed at the graphite with her thumb to blend it better. "Just need the last few touches on the background.“
"How do you do that?” The cat was definitely curious.