Short fic about Irene and Wendy living for a few months in Paris. To be honest, I know a lot of romantic places in Paris, but I'm not really lucky in the love game, so I'm using this fic to plan a lot of dates that will probably never exist in the real world. I don't know how long it will be, I'm used to one-shots, we'll see how it goes.

Fluffy one shot in which Wendy always wants to find the right words.  It starts when Wendy and Irene were still trainees and kinda follows their journey. Hope you like it!