Get-Well Cookies || Closed RP with nathaliesanscoeur
When Bridgette had heard about Félix being sick, she felt terrible. Sure the teen didn’t like her very much, but that didn’t sway her from trying. Something drew her to him, and Bridgette suspected Tikki had something to do with it, but the little kwami wouldn't say anything on the matter. As soon as she’d gotten home from school, Bridgette had gotten one of the bakery’s boxes and carefully selected cookies and sweets that she thought Félix would enjoy. Afterwards, she carefully put them into her bike basket before biking to the Agreste mansion.
She’d been here a few times before, with Marinette mainly. The poor girl couldn’t get within two meters of Adrien without stuttering, and had insisted on her cousin’s help. Bridgette hadn’t ever come here on her own accord. Hopefully she’d be let inside. Or at least allowed to drop her cookies off. Thankfully it didn’t take long to get there. Not as long as she thought it would.
After carefully dismounting her bike, she led it over to the doorbell. She pressed the button and waited patiently, bouncing on her heels slightly.