MariChat: Chat Out Of The Bag

A Long Day

"Aaaaaaaaaawwwwhhh..."

Adrien Agreste allowed his exhausted body to simply collapse onto his bed, accompanied by a very loud yawn, the very moment he returned from what had been one of the longest photo-shoots of his entire life. This one had to come up to at least 8 hours, but at this point, Adrien couldn't care less how long it had taken. All he wanted was to relax for fifteen minutes.

Recently, his father had been pushing him with his photo-shoots, although claimed that this was the last big one in a while. It had cost Adrien an entire week of school, something he was less than pleased about. He had joined a public school for the chance to make some friends, and now he was feeling like he was slowly losing the ones he had made. He had texted Nino, his closest friend, to let him know, and once again, almost predictably, he had replied back, telling him it had been no problem.

That was an entire week ago. Well, exactly six days, but that had been on Monday. Today was Saturday. Thankfully, the good news was, Adrien relax and recharge tomorrow, and then go back to school on Monday.

Ensuring that his Kwami, Plagg, would not interrupt his planned nap, Adrien made sure he had prepared a small buffet of cheese, with small sides of the few things Plagg would ask for on the immensely rare occasions he asked for anything other than cheese. It was beyond the young Parisian how his cat-like partner could even stomach cheese, particularly Camembert, never mind how he could stand the stench of it. Regardless of the putrid smell of it, Adrien slid the tray he kept it all on from under his bed, thankful the cleaners hadn't found it. He had enough awkward moments as it was. Explaining why there was a tray of cheese and odd foods hidden under his bed was not one he wanted to add that that list.

"Adrien, you can be an absolute joy to behold sometimes!" His kwami chimed, staring at the buffet and variety he now had in front of him. "Almost makes your lovey-duvy sickly stuff worth putting up with!"

"Knock yourself out." Adrien said, with another yawn, totally ignoring Plagg's last statement. "Just don't wake me up."

"Can do!" His black Kwami said in compliance before charging head-first into the mountain of cheese he had to consume.

Smiling was something Adrien couldn't avoid. He and Plagg had a turbulent relationship, certainly, but he had definitely grown fond of the tiny magical creature. Rolling over onto his back, Adrien closed his eyes, and let out a loud sigh.

Only to be instantly met with a loud vibration coming from his right.

His phone, in his bag. He was being called.

The first impulse the young model had was to grab his alarm clock and throw it at his bag to stop the noise. The second one, which was the one he followed through with, was to open his eyes and groan. He wasn't sure if some cosmic entity had decided that he was their punching bag in the universe for the past week, but stuff like this seemed to be happening at an impossible frequency, like someone had something against Adrien getting rest. With a sigh, he muttered, "If its not you, Plagg, it's my phone."

Acting on friendly initiative, Plagg, after stuffing his cheeks with cheese like a dairy-based chipmunk, quickly flew inside Adrien's bag, and reemerged a few seconds later, carrying his partners phone. He hovered in front of Adrien with it, waiting for his human partner to take it. "Here!"

"...What do you want?" Adrien asked with a raised eyebrow, not thinking for a second that Plagg did that just to be helpful. There was always, always a hidden angle for his work.

"Another helping of Camembert."

"You haven't even finished the first one!"

"I don't see any deserts on here though."