Alya shuts the door with her foot, dumping her bag on the the desk. “Alright, let’s do this people.”
Kim raises a sandwich in the air, chiming in with “Here here!”
Chloé rolls her eyes and goes back to filing her nails.
“Did you really need your laptop for this?” Nino asks, joining Alya on her bench.
“Yes,” she says seriously. “I have documents and color coding. Do not doubt my abilities.” She pulls everything up on her computer before standing up on the top of the desk.
Alix bangs her water bottle against a desk on Alya’s cue.
“The fourth meeting of ‘Get Adrien and Marinette Together Before We Die Goddammit’ is now in session.”
Chloé scoffs. “ This is ridiculous. The fact that we’ve had four meetings is ridiculous. I say we give up,” she says with a shrug. “It’s taking up too much time.”
“And desperately needed brain cells,” Kim whispers to Alix.
Alix snickers as Chloé gives Kim the middle finger.
“We don’t even meet every week,” Mylène points out.
“We don’t even meet every other week,” Juleka mutters. “Just whenever Alya has an idea.”
“And only during lunch,” Nino adds motioning to his bag of chips.
“An idea!” Rose rests her chin in her hands. “Oooooo, Alya do tell!”
Nathanael joins Sabrina and sits on top of a desk. “But what are the chances of it actually working?”
Everyone looks back to Max.
He adjusts his glasses. “Probably higher than when we were leaving them to their own devices.”
“So…” Nino drawls.
Max shrugs. “More than zero.”
Alya claps her hands together. “Good enough for me.” She jumps down from the desk and starts pacing. “Ideas?”
Slowly, all heads turn to Chloé. Surprisingly, she’s often the one to offer up the most ideas.
She scowls and puts down her nail file. “Listen, I don’t spend all my time watching rom coms. You have to look to Rose for that. I’m out of cliches, just lock them in the fucking closet again, why do I care?”
“I still say the closet worked,” Mylène says.
Ivan nods in agreement.
“Yeaahhhh,” Alix says with a smirk. “Cause we have no idea what went on in there.” She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively.
“Oh my god.” Nino twists around and throws a chip at her.
She easily catches it in her mouth, telling him to go fuck himself as she chews.
“Can I leave?” Nathanael asks.
“Bring me with you,” Chloé demands.
“No one is leaving,” Alya says firmly. “You all came out of your own free will and we’re going to stay here until lunch break ends. No one is required to be here, you all wanted to be here.” Chloé opens her mouth and Alya points at her. “Say another word and you’ll regret it, blondie. Now. Ideas.”
“What have we already done?” Juleka asks. “It’s just been…”
“ Forever ,” Kim says dramatically.
Alya nods to Nino. “Babe?”
“Plan A was ‘tell them to just ask each other out already’,” Nino reads.
Alix scoffs. “Who the fuck had that idea?”
“To be fair,” Nino says quickly, “that was before Al and I got anyone else involved. We put it down because we honestly didn’t know where to start.”
“Can I see that?” Max asks.
Nino lifts Alya’s laptop so the rest of the room can see.
Rose tilts her head. “Is that…color coded?”
“It is. It’s very important.” Alya walks up to the chalkboard. “So we failed on the straightforward method because neither would do it . What was Plan B?”
Sabrina squints at the computer screen. “That was getting them to work together on a project.”
Alya taps her finger against her lip. “Check my date. Was that before or after the Gamer.”
Max shrinks backwards in his seat.
“…after,” Nino says slowly. “A little bit before we asked everyone for help because we were getting frustrated. I think might’ve been after Volpina, actually.”
Kim let out a whistle. “It took you that long to realize the two need some help?”
Alya shrugs. “I had faith. Then the faith ran out.”
“How did Plan B work anyway?” Nathanael asks.
Alya and Nino exchange a look.