⇺Felix didn’t want to be here … ⇻
It was necessary though. His father was hosting a party at their home in order to celebrate the new clothing line for his company. The blonde was simply annoyed because of how his father was hypocritical, Not letting his brother have a birthday party, Yet because it was his house he was able to do anything he wanted. That was always Gabriel’s excuse.
Not being able to handle the snobs of paris he decided to take his leave,
“Adrien could probably fend for himself” He muttered to him self. His brother was most likely having a better time than him. He does admit that Adrien has his ways during his fathers parties. They had a reputation, Adrien was very keen on keeping it that way. So was Felix but, He refused to socialize with stuck up fashion designers and runway models, So he left that all to Adrien. Plus the boy was a bit Nicer, okay that was a lie. He was a lot more nicer than Felix.
Not wanting to make a big scene he left the Agreste mansion through the back door. Casually avoiding the stares of everybody. The last thing he wanted was to be noticed and to be asked. “Hey Félix are you ready to take up on your fathers position?” Or “Wouldn’t you like to be like your father?”
He wasn’t going to have any of it, All he wanted was to breath, He just wanted to get out and take a walk.
The night was cool, liberating and most of all beautiful. Paris, was his home, He loved it dearly, but it also made him feel suffocated.
