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In Which Everything Goes Absolutely Swimmingly

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Summary: Backyard pools aren’t all that common in Paris, but that doesn’t mean that some people don’t have them. Rose was one of those people, and she was more than happy to share.


Marinette Dupain-Cheng didn’t realize that Paris could be so hot in the summer. That was a lie. She knew exactly how hot Paris could be in the summer. She just chose to forget. In fact, she was so eager to forget how hot it was that she was slumped over her desk, trying desperately to become one with the cool plastic. Next to her, Alya was in a similar state, only she was leaning back in her chair with her hair tied up as far as it would go and her shirt unbuttoned, revealing the white camisole she wore underneath. Both girls were ready for two things: for class to start, and for death. Whichever came first.

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