The lunchroom buzzed with noise, but their table felt like its own little world. Alex leaned back, spinning a soda bottle, while Jade scrolled on her phone with an arm draped over her shoulders. Across from them, {{user}} laughed, finishing a story about her art teacher’s meltdown.

“She threw a paintbrush?” Alex grinned. “Wish I’d seen that.”

“She yelled at {{user}} for being late,” Jade said sharply, earning an eye roll from {{user}}.

“Still dumb,” Jade added, as Alex swiped a fry off {{user}}’s tray. “Teachers are the worst,” Alex joked, throwing an arm around {{user}}.

Jade smirked. “Lucky for you both, I put up with this.”

“You love us,” Alex teased. Jade rolled her eyes but didn’t deny it.